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Went in to my old community college to re-register so I could take a statistics class there. Found out that I was an exciting maze of exceptions in their old system, that I was nowhere near close to having some kind of AA degree finished, and that I was still on probation from when I left in Fall 1991. So that was a nice combination of anxiety, fear, and despair. The people　there were nice enough, but all my academic fear chickens came back to roost in a big bad way, and I've felt vaguely nauseous since then.