ten reasons you're wrong (an introspection)

i have the type of mind with which i have an on again off again relationship. like today, i did great with reading and horrible with the lecture (this never happens in the mentally stimulating philosophy course but has today...) and i'm not sure why. i think it's time for spring break. and maybe a shave...maybe the length of my facial hair is directly proportional to my desire to go live like a mountain man... i've also concluded that humans as a species are perhaps the oddest creatures i know of. with all of our searching and science and reason and rationality we're still managing to hurt ourselves and kill everything way more efficiently than anyone, even in the early Neolithic, could have expected. and we're all sorts of out of balance. you can prove that just by looking at a few things: what we eat(total crap that makes us feel horrible, including wheat, a grain that 80% of my herbology class is allergic to), what we do(look at all the people doing crash dieting, yoga, exercising, praying, philosophizing), and what we do to each other(divorce rates, rampant adultery, cheating in general, unchecked hedonism, alcoholism, drug abuse, excesses, power plays). we are truly the shit race. it seems like no matter what you do someone is out there with a scientific study or a holy book telling you you are wrong. and not only that, they say you're totally fucked when your time comes or that you're accelerating your own demise...sometimes i hate being a human. i just want the simple life:food, sleep and sex; or at least a definitive answer about what i should be doing.