First week of classes

Today is my first day of math class. The class will be meeting every Monday and Wednesday evening. My english class on Saturday morning was not bad. It seems that the professor will be giving us the freedom to be creative and write about whatever we want.
I'm in that mood where I just don't want to do anything except go home, rent a couple of movies and veg out on the couch. I certainly don't want to be here at all. Am I just wasting my time here or what? Stuck in this office with no view of the outside world except through the 15" computer screen in front of me. Then as if the torture here isn't enough I have to go to a classroom and sit there for another 2 hours. I'm glad I can complain here because I am not really a complainer. I don't complain to anyone. I might sulk, but I don't complain.
On a side note, there is this chick that started working here just 1 month ago, I think she is Italian. She has got the tightest ass. She wears these lowcut pants that just hug those cheeks. She's got the short girl, fit, yet big ass.
Anyway, I've got a long week ahead of me. I wish I had more time to work out. I'm going to have to go to the gym after class at 8 pm. I'm already so tired at that point. I hate going to the gym so late.
Wish I could stay home, watch movies, smoke blunts, and then take 2 hours to go work out. That's all I would do. I would ride my motorcycle every now and then but just to find good spots to smoke weed. On Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights I would go out and then bring the chicks back to my place to bang out. Sunday I would take a break from all the movie watching to watch football. Maybe if I find a rich wife I will be able to do all this. Some would call it lazy but at least there's a plan. It's not just laziness, I have laid down a plan for the whole week.