Procrastination is like Masturbation: It's fun until you realize you've fucked yourself.

There's must be something hidden in a teen's psyche leading them to procrastination, (and masturbation, but let's not get into that).

Anyways, going into the 5th and final year of our sentence, in a manner of speaking, people still engage themselves knowingly & wilfully in procrastination. By now, most people have likely experienced at least 4 times the ritual of coming to this realization: "OH SHIT! It's for tomorrow, and I haven't done squat!", usually preceded a few days or hours earlier by the famous last words: "Oh that's easy, I can finish in a few hours." They will then proceed to work their asses off until 2 or 3 AM while praying that Murphy doesn't come around with his shit and bust the internet, computer, or printer.

Refraining from procrastination seems to be something as unteachable as breathing. Or maybe just a problem that plagues schools seeing as teachers also engage in the act. [of procrastination, I wouldn't know about masturbation]

"In IB, we don't believe in miracles, we rely on them!"

There has not been a more accurate quote for it is indeed a miracle that dozens of students manage to start and finish a huge project a few hours before the deadline AND scrap a B or sometimes even an A. Perhaps this is why we don't learn even after all these years. We think miracles will take care of it.

At the time of this writing, I'm sure several of said miracles are in the event of being realized, even though I'm sure SEVERAL more have already happened yesterday for the ENG project. Tomorrow morning, I expect to see the usual number of walking dead with bloodshot eyes, and perhaps the occasional disconcerting eye twitch, from an overdose on coffee and redbull.