IS THIS REAL LIFE?!

Guys, I don't know if you knew/know this, but my classes this semester consist of Biology, Book of Mormon (not so bad so far, but here's the kicker -->) Anthropology, Sociology, and Philosophy. Let me repeat for emphasis: anthropology, sociology, and philosophy. My mind. is. exploding.

Everything I thought I knew about the world is now being questioned incessantly for hours every day, every week. How do I know what I know? And how do I know what I know is really real? Do I even exist? Do you even exist, or are you all just figments of my consciousness (since apparently that is all that I am. ) Is it possible that there is an actual reality outside of the reality that I am experiencing that is the real reality? And if there is, how can I find out about it? The only reason I know that my reality is real is because of things that I know inside my mind. So I'll never be able to know if it is real or not because I can't get out of my mind to see anything else! Is what I'm experiencing what everyone else is experiencing, or is their reality completely and totally separate from mine? What appears to be solid for me, does that appear to be solid for you too, or can you see all the particles that my eyes are blind to? Does chocolate taste the same to you as it does to me? Do you even taste things, or do you hear things when you eat? I taste, but that doesn't mean you do... Maybe all of you don't even really have minds and you are all robots walking around. I'll never know because there is no possible way that I can see into your minds!

And with all that in mind, why is it that we interact the way that we do? How come there are certain things that are social norms? How come we always stand facing a door in the elevator, instead of facing each other? Things that I think are normal, do I only think those things are normal because the social elitists say they are, or are they "normal" because they are right? Are any of my interpretations of the world my own, or are they just thoughts placed there by the media and those who have money to advertise their own thoughts. And if this is so, where do they get their thoughts.

Yeah. Sit on that! This is me. Every day. Don't get me started because I will end up rambling for hours. I love this stuff! But I think I'm driving my roommates a little bonkers. Good thing the cyber world is willing enough to gobble it all up into its void so the real world (whatever that is) doesn't have to hear about it.