people say that it is not what you know that counts, so much as who you know.

but sometimes, what matters is who - or what you don't know. silence is golden, ignorance is bliss. when ostriches bury their heads in the sand, it stops the wind from whistling round their ears and ensures that if they must encounter something awkward, they meet it with the part of their anatomy most capable of cushioning them from an impact.

well, kind of.

i am not trying to cover my eyes.. but i do think that it may profit me to avert them at times. and i definitely don't want to get involved with a drama unless i have to.