i have quite a fondness for grand days. after weeks of crashing knowledge in my mind, i finally had my last exam yesterday. i didn't ace it and just like on my previous exams, i left the examination room not very confident of my answers so to consolidate i rented movies! one of them was donnie darko. i admit, it's unusual but i actually read the book before even hearing about the movie. okay well imagine this, i randomly came across the book a couple years ago and read it. it's pointless to specify that i loved it, but i will anyways: "loved it!" to be honest, it's the strangeness of the story that intrigued me. it reminded me of one of those undervalued books written decades ago but in which the topic could remain relevant to our modern days. i'm a bit ashamed to say that it also reminded me of the pigman, i am the cheese, and bridge to terabithia which were all books required to read in my english classes; yet, they all marked me. that's just what donnie darko did, it made an odd impression on me. the story of a regular teenage boy troubled by apocalyptic thoughts that an imaginary bunny led him to believe. there's no doubt, it's definitely different, it made me think and, ever since i've always wanted to see how it would translate on film. so i watched and liked very much. in fact, it might make it in my top movies. anyhow, in one of the memorable scenes, there is a tensed donnie darko, the main character, impetuously yelling: "go! go home and tell your parent every-thing's going to be okay!" my heart nearly stopped when i heard that phrase for i knew i heard it before, in that same dramatic approach. i tried to remember in what other movie i might've seen it, but nothing came to mind. i was certain that i didn't see this movie before. i then started pondering why was this specific notion implanted in my memory? why did it have such a sentimental effect on me? or was it simply a dèjà-vu? no, it wasn't just that. it was the tone, the crudeness of the expression. a bona fide and simpleton need for reassurance during a contradictory situation. i mean he screamed: "every-thing's going to be okay." every. thing. will. be. okay. in the future, it will be. all will be well, okay... yet it's apparent that at that moment, it wasn't true. and too many times has this sadly happened to me. being lied to believe that every-thing's going to be okay. i remember when my aunt was at the hospital and everyone bore that nostalgic look, i knew something was wrong even through my ignorance. when i never saw her again, i knew i wouldn't for a lifetime thereafter. by wanting to protect me they only lied and made matters worse by confusing a little girl trying to understand how this world truly worked. i did learn one thing from that though: life isn't an extreme. it's not like the 1950s TVs, in black in white, it's multicolored and plainly complicated. when donnie screamed it touched my heart simply because it was real. in the end, i guess it's true he was a hero but nothing is as it may seem. my eyes can be my enemy, my ears can hear: "go! go home and tell your parents every-thing's going to be okay," and my mouth can say: "mom. dad. sibling. every-thing's not going to be okay!" to bring an end to these epic reflections, i'll just add that i still don't know where i heard that phrase before but i know this, if ever i tell my parents every-thing's going to be okay, i don't want to be mislead again, i want them to tell me otherwise.