0:27am, monday, 24-12-01 [damn, i'm writing a lot at night lately..]

forrest gump's going to the airport..
i remember it as it was yesterday..it was yesterday actually..
you probably wouldn't believe it, but that morning i was able to sing,
I'm going to Miami!..yup, i was actually going to Miami..
my first flight! so i packed my two pairs of jeans and underwear
and after putting on my running shoes i ran to the schiphol airport..
i waited and waited..could you believe all those people are gonna travel just like me!
then i finally got to the check-in corner and showed them my ID.
"but m'am, my name's forrest gump! that's what the card says.."
"..uhm..sir, i'm sorry, we do not accept library cards, you really need to show us
your passport.." and i went through my stuff to get it.
after finally been checked in i sat down again..i had to wait, wait, wait and wait..
in the end, an unspected man joined my lil' corner and told me he was from Sri Lanka.
I was really amazed by his beautiful shoes, he had the most beautiful shoes i've ever
seen i'n my life. "..sir! you have the most beautiful shoes i've ever seen in my life.."
and the man looked gracely with an almost bubba-like smile and said with his funny
foreign accent: "yes mister forrest, i have some booming-nice-shoes"..i nodded
gracely and after some talking i discovered the man went on the same flight as i was,
so we agreed to sit next to eachother during the flight..

"..please fasten your seatbelts before take-off..we are going to Miami.."
somehow it reminded me of one of those vengaboys songs but i didn't knew wich one...
during the flight my, the man from sri-lanka [my flying buddy] asked the stewardess
for some matches..i wondered wye the man would need some matches.."Wye are you asking
for matches sir?","Well, they are for my shoes.." and i wondered what the man ment
by that..when the man finally got his matches he stood up, took a match from the
brown little square box, and started lighting up a fuse that was sticking out of his
left-shoe..after several attempts the man asked for my help so i helped him lighting
up his shoes...i wondered wye the man wanted to light up his shoes.."Sir, wye do you
want to light up your shoes?","Well, in my country there's this very sacret ritual we
do in airplanes, it's all done for the holy spirits you know..."...finally when
his shoes lit up and the fuse started to flame the man raised his arms and screamed
something in sri-lankain..and suddenly this big-fat german shepard comes running and
barfing down the small path and is signalling his trainer he located explosives....i
wondered wye the nice man from sri-lanka kept explosives in his shoes.."Sir, wye do
you keep explosives in your shoes??" but it was already too late, somehow everybody
tried to stop the nice man from sri-lanka and he couldn't answer my question anymore..

based on an actual-story..i saw it on the news today, a man changed his ordaniry shoes
into pair of c4-explosives..i laughed myself to death, and i wondered..what's going on?