It might Lemon Balm.

My second year of college at the University of Alaska Fairbanks I lived in some student apartments on campus with three roommates. Late one night when all my roommates were sleeping a deranged man stormed into the unlocked back door and started screaming "Home! Home! Home!" I honestly don't know if he was drunk or mentally ill, or what, but he definitely looked more like the villain in a slasher movie than one of my fellow students. Fortunately I was able to scare him away by shouting at him to leave. I quickly locked him out and luckily he was gone for good. (Hopefully he found his real "home!", because I remember it was about -40 F that night.

But to get to the point...I did not feel comfortable calling the campus police about this matter as I should have because my place smelled like pot (which helps me to sleep). I could not risk losing all of my financial aid, which I would have if I had received a drug conviction. (Convicted rapists or murderers in the US may receive financial aid for college, not drug offenders).