Procrastination. Pro. Cras. Ti. Nation. Proooookay I'm procrastinating writing this here.
Because if there's one thing in life that I have taken the black belt for, it's putting things off until there's no other option but to get them done in an incredible last-minute rush.
I'm not sure where it started, but I know for certain I was working my way towards being a top-tier procrastinator by high school.
I can distinctly remember a time when we were given a small tub of locusts to take home and do a long-term science project with. I promptly took them to my room, put them in an old fish tank and proceeded to do the absolute bare minimum of feeding them for the six weeks of project time.
When the last weekend arrived before hand-in time, I hastily cut up some coloured squares of paper, placed them on the bottom and fudged the data in my very scientific "Are locusts attracted to different colours and why" project. And managed a B.