Jennifer Lawrence & Liam Hemsworth - Favourite Moments (Part 3)

Before writing all this, I had to remind myself that this isn't a tribune for personal statements on delicate topics, and that "this isn't therapy" either. Still, I think you should know that this video has been made in the most surreal circumstances ; indeed, Friday, November 13th, 2015 is a day that I, as well as all the people of my beautiful country of France, will never forget. And for the worst reasons. I will spare you the details but, as you may imagine, the past few days have been emotionally exhausting for all of us. As for me, I've basically been through the whole kaleidoscope of negative emotions ; shock, incomprehension, fear, sadness, anger, grief, even hatred... It was as though all my strength had been taken away, and I just didn't have the heart to do anything, to work on anything, and especially not on videos of any kind. « How could I possibly make a « funny » video during such hard times ? » I kept asking myself. « How disrespectful would that be ? ». I myself didn't feel like smiling at anything. I just felt... Empty. Powerless. And I hated it. I don't live in Paris, I didn't know any of the victims, but I felt (and still feel) as though loved ones were gone. And this cruelty... It struck me, so hard... So I dropped the idea of finishing this project. But then, as the days went by, I realized that, by keeping myself from doing it, by staying at home, I would be giving Them exactly what They wanted ; I'd be changing the way I act, the way I live. I'd eventually end up being in constant fear, too afraid to do the things I want, to go out, to even crack a smile... But the tiniest things can make a difference. So I tried to put myself back together ; I set foot outside by myself for the first time in days, went back to work, and made this video for you guys' entertainment. Of course, I'm just a small fish in a big pond, and this won't mean anything to most people, but it's my way of making a small step towards overcoming my own current inner turmoil.

“Cause it seems I get so hung up on
The history of what's gone wrong
And the hope of a new day
Is sometimes hard to see...”

Let's smile broader. Laugh louder. Love harder.