I had a title, but I forgot it

It has recently occurred to me that the reason I forget things and don't do what I say I'll do sometimes is because of this really awful gene that runs in my father's side of the family. I constantly have so many things on my mind that I find myself trying to multi-task a thousand things at once. And I stop when in the middle of one to attend another, and forget about that one to do another.

It is quite possibly the worst feeling ever.

It's been like this my whole life. I hate it. My brother doesn't have it. Somehow I managed to obtain the bad genes from both sides of my family, where my brother just kind of got random genes. The lucky bitch.

Like right now, I forgot about my waffles. They got burned. So did my coffee. I have five things to do today, of which I can only remember two of them. Going to the bank and trying to get my car's windshield fixed. This is where to do lists come in handy.

But somehow I always manage to forget to write one.

So I end up like this. Depressed and pissed off because I am walking somewhere for the love of god I can't remember why.