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   Some give the advice: "trust your gut" or "your instincts will guide you" when one is nervous or scared. Most of the time it is great advice, but sometimes it is not.  My gut (literally and figuratively) says that home-made biscuits will always taste good...so false. There are some pretty bad cooks in this world and biscuits can get really hard. My father has always emphasized the importance of thinking your actions through before carrying them out. That is good advice. Example: after receiving an email from our new Dean of Students about dress code next year, my gut told me to fire off a flowery response. I planned to politely inform him that leggings are not to be worn with shorts they are to be worn with skirts, skorts or dresses, it is not necessary to have one's shirt tucked in while at the coffee shop during a free period and that it is completely ludicrous to require girl's cardigans to be monogrammed along with the shirts, hoodies, sweatshirts and vests already advertising the school. I was also going to ask what other items needed to be monogramed? Maybe socks? scarfs? panties?  It is a very good thing that I did not follow the impulse and shoot him this email. I would have been in major trouble if I had been allowed back. Or I would have made it onto the new dean's bad list...not a good place. I like to be on the good student list, it just turns out better in the end. I feel like my gut is telling me that this means this year is going to be awful and militaristic. I hope it is wrong again...especially when I show up the first cold school day in uniform with an un-monogrammed cardigan and leggings under my skirt. Aren't I rebellious?! Bad list here I come!!