I was sooooooo guilty of that in high school. I was largely supporting myself financially, so when everyone else got to go out and party, I felt the need to complain about having to go to work. But by college I was overachieving by choice, not so much necessity, and because I felt so empowered I didn’t complain nearly as much. Plus, somebody took me aside and told me it was really, really annoying. 
Sorry! Leaving now! Really though, I had just one major and gave up on the idea of the minor after taking only a few classes. It was the 16 hour workdays that really killed me. Four majors? Girl, you CRAZY.
Ok, so we watch Tivo, but do you mind if I work on that crochet project I started 6 months ago? I can crochet without looking, I swear (don’t hurt me…)
As for grad school, it’s a Masters program that I should be able to complete in 3 years part time. Additionally, many of the classes are offered completely online or online/lecture combination, so I don’t have to stress about driving to campus every day!
Back to musing…I have a super overachiever friend ATM who sews, cooks, does glass etching, makes candles, scrapbooks from scratch (makes the book itself), decorates, waxes (our body hair, saves $ at the salon!), does hairdressing, crochets, is teaching herself to embroider and is working on her Latin and French while maintaining a 3.7 GPA as a double major in English and History on top of her 30 hr/week tutoring job.
whew
I don’t know how the *#@#(&$ she does it, but as I get to know her more and more, I learn that she keeps herself busy to the point of exhaustion to distract herself from a myriad of emotional problems. If she’s not working at earning praise from others, she’s sitting down – and crying, feeling alone. In fact, I think all her work is out of sheer fear of being physically (and emotionally) alone at any given point during the day. I’m sure nights are bad for her.