Did you know that more often than not I cry during montages? At the very least, I get chills and teary-eyed. Something about them! Their quick and seemingly spontaneous memories of shit with sad or triumphant music. Fuck man. Don't even get me started on the olympic montages of winners and the devastating defeats with those drum sounds and the epic crescendos. Throw in a picture of one of the athletes whose recent life-tragedy has been exploited in the news and FUCK I'm a mess!
Anyway, please find here an example of a not very good montage, proving my point that ANY montage at the very least gives me chills and teary eyes. The last slides kinda ruined the mojo, but hey! BU's gotta survive too, because they only charge something like $37,910 per year. Money's tight!
Last day of finals, bitches.
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