Get Lucky

So if there's one phrase uttered more than any other between the messes and ramblings of stressed university students during this period of reflection, it would have to be "good luck". Good luck remembering the dribble you somehow learnt thirteen weeks ago. Good luck proving to the university that you know things even if you can't prove yourself with an open book in front of your eyes. Good luck to all those who are in the progress of questioning life itself, when existence seems like 300 pages of readings that were expected weeks ago.