In middle school, I was a huge slacker. I had a huge problem with doing my work. It got pretty bad, I'm pretty sure there was times where I had C's and D's in all my classes. I did a really good job of hiding my bad grades from my parents, but it wasn't good enough. When my parents found out, they would straight up ground me and micromanage every waking moment of my life. It was horrible, I hated it. And the thing is, this happened way too many times in middle school. Eventually I got sick of it, and decided to work hard for semester and do all my work. My grades immediately improved, and instead of being grounded all the time, my parents gave me free reign to do whatever I wanted. Believing the torture was over, I immediately went back to my old ways... and ended up getting grounded once more. It was from this cycle of getting grounded, then working hard and getting good grades, then becoming lazy again, then getting grounded once more, that I learned to become a master at time management. We are evolutionary inclined to be lazy, but my parents taught me that the consequences of being are lazy are very bad. Now, I honestly shudder at the thought of not doing my work.