non-lucid

September 8, 2012

I am with people. A hotel. A desert. Burning? I am falling. The Tower. I raise my hand and point up. The power of The Star. I stand. Running. Someone summoned a demon. H-A-B-R-A-T-O-S? I am running away? People are running away from it. In a house. I hide under the stairs. A woman was looking for me. I don't want her to find me. I wanted her away. If I am with her, the demon might find me as well. She sounded desperate. I just want her to go away.

NOTE: Ghaddar. Marbas.

Dream

I was at what would best be described as a military camp-school. I was in a building that reminded me of hogwarts in the way that it was old and classical in appearance. I was in a team of 4 people: a 14 yo girl, a 18 yo guy, and a 15 yo guy. We were at an indoor pool. There seemed to be a lot of teens there, but no adults or CO's. Everyone, including us, had red M4's with lethal rounds. I walked down the stairs and the 14 yo came with me. I thought of transforming my M4 into a M1 Garand a little while later. The girl and I went down the last flight of stairs into a dinning hall, in which had T.V.'s that monitored the major sections of the camp's buildings. On the screen I saw my old friend, Dayne, pull out his pistol on a 13 yo kid after a short conversation with the kid. I saw that no one did anything in that room.

I begun sprinting over to the building where this was taking place, thrusting my rifle side-to-side to generate that extra momentum. The girl and others followed me, probably just to watch the action. Though I think the girl genuinely had my back. I was there within moments, I busted the door open and Dayne begun running. I think some of the others tried to fire some shots at him, but missed. I stopped behind cover and trained my rifle on Dayne as he quickly move across the room. With the perfect shot lined up, I fire a single round, killing him.

He drops to the floor, dead. I face my peers and say,' This what happens when you try to shot someone else.' END

On a side note, I think that our superiors (CO's) that were not present left us unattended as a test. For what, I have no clue.

Afterthoughts

I think this was a test/scenario that my higher self had me run through. I believe that there was much more than I remember, but that the scenario was meant to hone my intuitive self in all directions. I am glad to know that my basic-self, my instinct is to uphold the highest of moral and Good. I'm glad to have killed my friend in the defense of innocence. I always had a feeling that I had a higher connection to Good. Now this confirms that I have an affiliation with Good. Which gives me contentedness, joy, and cause.

As I write this, I feel the high Good energies permeating in my being. Thinking of upholding Good brings righteous energies. I bet living a fully honorable, righteous, courageous, and self-sacrificing life would bring ascension for me, which is what it feels like, I believe I would ascend into a full Warrior of Light. Also fighting for Good no matter what any being thinks or threatens. Also having wisdom, and learning. And of course being spiritual. All with a hint of somethings I don't know about yet should bring me to ascension.

(If you're reading this and considering using that as a means for ascension, don't. That's my path and my way of ascension. Your path is most likely different, thus you must take a different path to ascension. I wouldn't want you to waste your time on something that only works for Lightwarriors.)

I'm not sure if this was a feat that I was tested on by an outside source, such as a higher being or recruiter for a spiritual order. But it would be about time. But then again maybe not. Though I strongly believe that this was a test in general. I believe it most likely, by sensing, that my subconscious was/is honing or training, me to be a guardian of light. Though it shouldn't ruled out that higher beings are specifically monitoring me and subtly testing me. Though if they had to actually sit down in my dream and create a scenario for me to run, then they are already past initial sensing and judgement of my day-to-day behavior. Theoretically meaning that Im seriously in the running for being offered to join a spiritual order of Lightwarroirs.

What makes this nightmare so interesting is that, I see it every time I have a fever, or when I am sick. It's exactly the same each time.

I'm running through a bush labyrinth, I'm wearing a white dress. I'm crying and scared, I keep glancing behind me as I run, but I can't see anything. There is this bad feeling inside me, that something awful is chasing me. I keep running, and take a sudden turn to left and everything slows down. (Like in slow motion)
I stumble a bit, but get quickly back on my feet. At the end of the labyrinth there is a knight, dressed in a silver armor, sitting on a white horse, that is standing on its back feet. I run towards the knight, and as I reach them, the knight offers their hand to me and I grab it. The knight pulls me up on the horse, and right when I'm about to see their face, I wake up.

Hey guys,

Thought I'd carry on doing little blogs in my dream journal again!
So I haven't touched drugs in over a month and i've been focusing on college, writing music and dreaming! You can hear my latest song HERE!!!
On top of this, I've recently got very into OOBEs, although they are quite terrifying and I can't work out if I want to carry on with the practise of it. I'm gonna listen to some HemiSync tonight to see if that changes anything.

Had a few short dream fragments last night.

1) I was with my friend Ryan.B and we were talking about the atheist union at college and who started it. Ryan asked me who started it, before guessing that it was Ollie.R. Although he is an active atheist, I told Ryan that it wasn't him, and it was in fact Henry.F. Ryan didn't realize this and was somewhat surprised. Suddenly we were in the atheist union's room in college. I don't think they have their own room, it was a very generic room like a detention room. It was quite small and rectangular, and there was a table taking up about a third of the room in the middle. There were no windows, but a light was on. Henry was sat on the left end and I was sat on the left end of the back. He told me in a kind of disappointed, sad and maybe a bit jealous tone that in fact it was Ollie that started the atheist union. He then preceeded to play the "first song(?)" of the atheist union. It was an indie song, and sounded like a cross between Mitchell Goes Bananas and my band.

2) Maria. L was organizing an event on Facebook, I think for her birthday. I told her (wall post I guess?) that she shouldn't do it when people are busy (no shit hahaha). Then, someone told her not to do it when she is in portugal (people are so dumb in my dreams )

3) I was at a festival with Ryan.B. I think it was Reading, although it looked a bit like 2000 trees. Ryan and potentially myself was very drunk, and was talking bollocks to the guy who owned a kebab shop. He told us that the fish stall behind us about 100m was owned by his sister.

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In terms of dreams, I've realized that my dreams very often mix up the settings. For example, I'll "know" that I am at college, but it'll look like my bedroom. This happens every night, so I've started doing RC's based on this, making sure the place I'm in looks normal.

I have a bit of OCD with getting old, unrecalled dreams off my chest, so here's a weird dream I had recently. I was on a strong nicotine patch, and I had the most intense dream EVER. I was laying in bed, and the walls were breathing. My bed started rumbling, so I sat up, and it was like an earthquake. all my furniture was moving, it was horrifying, and all from 3rd person XD

According to my notes, I had a dream where I was writing my name on the sand. I don't recall this though.

I also had a dream where I had been voted "member of the month" on another forum that I go to. At first, I thought it was someone else, but it turns out that person was just congratulating me. ^^ Some girl I knew IRL was interviewed, and she started confessing her love to me and talking about how she kissed me or something (she never did Although I suppose I thought she liked me for a while. Implying that a girl would actually be attracted to me. -_- ) Also, an online friend had changed her personality type from ESFJ to ENTP which was odd. I spend too much time on psychology forums.

Then I woke up and saw a bit of the dream still; I thought I saw a large bug running up the side of my shelf. It wasn't scary, just cool! :3

Yes, I remembered nine dreams from last night. I think it has to do with it being a Saturday and being able to sleep in - I remember dreams better that way.

I can't remember the entire order though.

Dream 1: Hypnagogic imagery. It had something to do with a car. That's all I remember.

Dream 2: I was indoors, in a bedroom of some sort. I was with a kid who looked kind of like my brother and kind of like a friend I had in middle school (I think he kept changing). He was wearing a black sweatshirt. There was a spider hanging down from a web next to him as he sat on the bed. The spider kept moving around; it was scary and disgusting. Apparently the kid wasn't sure if he wanted to kill it or let it stay alive. It was red and black and changed from mostly red to looking like a black widow. It was really creepy.

Dream 3: I was at a restaurant. There was a girl who was in love with a guy that were sitting at a table either with me or near me; I honestly can't remember. I was at the restaurant and saw a group of friends along with the two people who were in love with each other. I think the girl was blond and the guy looked like Orlando Bloom or that one character from the Princess Bride with the black hair...but I can't remember fully. -_- I had chicken nuggets on my plate. I was around people for a while, then suddenly I was at a more solitary table, and I felt a bit lonely. Then I went to the bathroom or something, and when I came back, almost all the lights were out. Everyone was silent and the doors and windows of the restaurant were shut; you couldn't get out. For some reason my brother was there, sitting at a table. I asked him what was going on, and he told me. I don't exactly remember what he said, but I think the restaurant had been taken by an evil group or something.

Why must I have so many nightmares? D:

It must've been right around this point when I realized, although sleepily and hazily, that this was a dream. Which leads me into

Dream 4: As soon as I realized I was dreaming, the scene fell away and shifted to something nicer. I was with a girl and I wanted to travel with her into a place where we could fall in love. I was lucid at this time, but my awareness was kind of low. We looked at a few places: a foggy city, a beautiful urban city with black buildings and yellow/multicolored lights (reminiscent of LA), and over a nebula thing in space. Yes, we were flying. However, for some reason, I got scared (this happens a lot when I get lucid, which is dumb because it's a dream; what is there to be scared of?) and I woke up.

Dream 5: I was chosen to be in a piloting class, with only 3 or so people in it, for whatever reason. The instructor asked if we had read the assigned textbook material. I hadn't, but flipped to the back of the book, where there was an astronomy section. Then we went outside in some sort of hover vehicle to go around town, and that's when I looked out the window and saw a shooting star! I've never seen one before (I've caught glimpses of them, but was never sure if it was just my imagination or not), and in the dream I couldn't remember if I had seen one once before or not. Anyway, the meteor was a giant gray rock with little pieces coming off of it, and it glowed this beautiful shade of electric blue. IT WAS SO COOL! When I saw it, I yelled out "WHOA!" because I had never seen one before and because it was so enormous. My friend and the instructor, who were in the craft with me, were so happy for me.

Dream 6: I was on this psychology forum that I go to. One of my friends' profile said that you must tame the beast and it will choose you. And for some reason, I thought I was getting a dragon. XD Instead, I got a creature that looked like Barney. My subconscious is so bizarre. O__________O XD

Dream 7: Someone was telling me I was addicted to the internet, and I got (understandably) very mad at them. That's all I remember.

Dream 8: We were supposed to be driving somewhere, even though that day was apparently going to be "Carmageddon." (This has its basis in reality, because my brother went to a cross-country race on that day, today.) I figured that (for some reason) there would hardly any cars in the morning, so we should just go then. But we weren't going...for some reason.

Dream 9: My mom got interested in personality theory! And I think she was looking at a typology forum. I highly doubt this would happen in real life - I've tried to tell her about it - but you never know, I guess.

That took forever to type. xD

DJ Log: September 29, 2012 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am working on some of the networking equipment at the office. I punch down a couple of cables into the patch bay, then run patch cords over to the switch. As soon as I plug in the last patch cord, I hear a click followed by a fan spinning down. I look to my right to see that one of my co-workers had just turned off the power switch on the firewall. She looks at me and says, “I turned it off because it was getting too warm.” I replied, “You do know that you just turned off the whole Internet, right?” She said, “Oops.” and then walked away.

For some reason, the firewall is out of its chassis and is sitting on a shelf. The bare circuit board is resting on a telephone book and the power supply is dangling off to the side with its cable plugged into the board. I reach back over and turn on the power switch and the fan spins back up. When I pull my hand back from the switch, I bump into the cables and knock the circuit board off the telephone book. The front of the board touches the metal shelf and makes a couple of sparks. Immediately, the hard drive in the firewall starts making the click of death.

Realizing that the firewall is now completely fucked, I wander over to the R&D lab to see if there is an extra firewall laying around. As I walk by the boss's office, I see that his door is closed and the doorknob is missing. I knock on his door to tell him that the Internet will be down for a little while, but I get no answer. I continue down the hall to the R&D storage room. When I enter, the light will not turn on. I look at the switch and it is in the up position. I flip it down and up again, but no light.

I suddenly wake up, thinking about the light switch not working. Chances are, I was on the verge of lucidity, but shocked myself awake instead. I tried to re-enter the dream, but ended up having another short dream with zero recall.

DJ Log: September 26, 2012 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

Thunder awakes me and I find myself laying on a blanket under a small pop-up canopy in the back yard. The rain hasn't started yet, but it is close. Lightning streaks through the sky and thunder follows shortly behind. After a moment, I lay down and go back to sleep.

This is one of my weirdest dreams.... I was in my house and my dad was holding a box in front of me that had 3 cats in it.
All 3 of the cats looked like one of my cats. Like this. (Obviously not 100% accurate)

And no they weren't kittens, they were 3 cats sleeping in a box together, and they all looked exactly the same.

Next part of the dream, I was with a few friends in my school and we had guns and we were just running around looking for enemies or whatever. Then I remember like dropping my gun or something, then having to go back and get it. The gun looked mostly like this.

This was a pretty weird dream... I never actually got to shoot anything though... :/
I'm not even a violent person and have never gotten in trouble with the law or anything... Why do so many of my dreams involve me having a gun...??? Or that there's random police officers???

I rate this dream 3/5 awesome dances.

I was walking around a large pond, very shallow. In it was standing a bison big enough to fill the pond, clearly dead, as it had large rotting chunks taken out of it, yet able to stand. The size was probably larger than a small bus, although I was never standing close, more looking down at it in the pond. I wondered where the matter would go when it disintegrated. It was not particularly disturbing, although there wasn't much detail, and the grass had a bland, bright, untextured quality to it.

Math Battle

I forgot to bring my sword when I entered this dungeon. Swords haven't been allowed in the previous dungeons, so I've gotten in the habit of not bringing them. But now I'm worried that the creatures in this dungeon will be too difficult to kill without one. And a humanoid creature just appeared out of the darkness to attack me. It looks familiar, like the Draugr from Skyrim, but the name that identifies it is unfamiliar to me, so I'm guessing it must be a higher-level version of what I've fought before. Uh oh!

We exchange a few blows. It's not an easy battle, but I think I'll be able to defeat it. I must have gotten used to hand-to-hand combat while going through those other dungeons.

I know that there's a girl somewhere in the dungeon, an adversary of mine, who was somehow responsible for designing the dungeon. Eventually I catch up to her, near a wall with three thick, knotted ropes hanging from the ceiling in front of it. It's the final round of the math competition. I, the girl, and another guy who won the competition last year are the only three contestants remaining. We stand around for a bit while the rules are explained. There are three different math problems to chose from, one at the top of each rope. The first person to climb a rope and solve a problem wins.

Without warning, last year's winner says, "Well, let's go," and starts the stopwatch. It takes a couple of seconds for me to realize what happened. When I finally do, I feel like that was unfair of him, but I don't say anything--I just grab a rope and start climbing. It also seems strange that one of the competitors is in charge of the clock. The girl is behind both of us, somehow out of the running.

The problem at the top of my rope has many diagrams of pyramids constructed by stacking lots of spheres, only sometimes a group of spheres will be missing from the pyramid. As I'm struggling to understand what the problem is asking, the other guy says, "Why are you working on that problem? This one's much easier." Startled, I decide without thinking to switch to the other problem. The other problem has a diagram of a lot of dominoes arranged in a complicated pattern. You're looking at the pattern from off to the side at an angle (rather than top-down). I have trouble understanding what this problem is asking, too.

A bit later, I learn that only a few seconds remain. My answer sheet is still blank. I decide to leave it that way. Not a very good show, but I'll just try to do better next time. I'll try not to let people like that guy throw me off by making me second-guess which problem to do.

I go back to my seat as we wait for the results to be announced. For a moment, I'm confused, because it looks like there's someone already sitting in it. But then I look again, and it's empty. I must not have been looking at the right place.

The teacher starts discussing how to use graphing calculators to perform addition of "structs." I listen to the first couple of sentences, but then I tune out, because I already know how to do this. Suddenly I think I'm dreaming, and I wake myself up.

I usually write one sentence for each dream to summarize the essential point.

Non Lucid
The invite for coffee on behalf of karmapa, they are so much more devoted then me.

The guru said yes indeed everything is empty, I saw who he was.

Lucid dream
In my apartment trying to get away from something scarey. This is a dream and I know it.

While cleaning my cat's shit I realized wait I am dreaming. I remember my goal to find a painting and walk through it (A old task of the month). I find a painting that appearing to be a land scape of Mexico. I walk through it and I lose lucidity!

Next goal is to find a wish fulfilling gem and wish to be transported to Tokyo, Japan. I'll let you know what happens.

Thoughts
Lucid
Non lucid

Yeah so the written journal is a pain. Not happening anymore. It was fun but It looks like a child did it.

Sept 28, 2012

I was competeing in some obstical course. It was more about balance that strenth or speed. The other two guys where in was more shape than me but seemed to struggle. We had a practice run. One guy got 20min. The other 19min. I got 18min. They were surprised and pissed off. I got nervous that I tried too hard because now they will know how to beat me. We have some strange opening cerimony. We carried a load of rocks and scattered gun powder. We light it. I wondered if I would go first. My last starts with a C and thier names where Papove and Ipaonne. I see a gold trophy in an opeining on a wall. I know it will be mine. I tell myself just dont fall and you got it.

Sept 29, 2012 bed time 10PM

10:51PM
Fragment about setting up a board game.

2:50AM
I am walking on a beach. I want to swim but we walk down some more. The sand turns into something like a rubber mat that looks like sand. I can feel the difference on my feet. I tease some girl about it. I see two large pools. On stinks of choline and looks cloudy with a typical blue bottom. One is salty but clear and has coral growing in the bottom. I jump in that one. I swim so fast that I am exhilarated. The deep end is 20ft and I swim to the bottom fast like a fish. I think to hold my breath but just end up just breathing. (dreamsign!) I see my sis and one of her kids. Dad says something about retarded kids. My mom cries. And I feel bad for my nephew and sis.

Then we are in the living room of my parents house. Dad say, "If he knew more about beer he would drink." I leave and wishing he would. Then maybe we would be more chill. I think how he should start brewing then he would learn or even start drinking and he would really learn about beer. I see beer bottles in my car and think that I must have drank them on the way over. I text my wife something.

Now I am driving in heavy traffic and it is going so slow. Some cars are driving on the wrong side.

Now I am standing in a line. Someone calls a few names and they go in front. Then I realize it is a MSSU alumni event and I have no place here. I see I am holding an old cataloge from when I went to college here. I hold it like it is my ticket. I think I might as well try to get free food. I make a plate and realize it is all raw when I see and electric skillet on a table. Someone says it is like HuHot but you have to cook it. I pick a frozen fish off my plate and give it back. I say I cant eat this. I start thinking about where I want to eat out. Some guy is ranting how they were not supposed to serve food like this.

5:47AM
My kids are supposed to go to jury duty. I think about how odd it is but I am excited for them. I think I will be fun.

6:13AM
I have the thought that the first nuclear explosion was "hand made". I look at my hands and I am holding some radioactive red goo in a beaker. I am wearing a lab coat. Then my hands vibrate and emit huge amounts of energy and light. I look up and see tendrils of jet black mist swirl around me and move toward a room full of people. Some young and beautiful woman takes a step towards me with an expression of awe. Then brilliant red energy follows from me. I see the people's skin melt off and dry up and turn to dust. I am still focused on the woman and see her death in vivid detail. It all happened in an instant. Now I can only see her blackened skeleton among every one else in the room. They are left standing like statues in the same pose as before the explosion. Some of them never noticed anything happened. I notice that I am unharmed.

8:40AM

A Sacajawea looking Indian woman is walking. I see an indian man with his trousers down. I point and tell him. He gets them up but his loin cloth is showing and I see his manhood. He does a stupid dance and I just walk away.

There is a soda machine that shoots the cans through a chute into a basketball net. I tell the kids to look. I can hear a loud pnuematic air sound.

Sleep - 11:30pm
Awake - 6:00am

I was in my car with some friends. I think it was Matt.B, Will.N, Tom.R and Ryan.B, although I can't be sure. It was cloudy but it wasn't raining. I think I had just been driving. We were parked randomly in the middle of the motorway, and my friends were jumping out of the car. They ran to the side of the road and escaped through some bushes. There was a motorway bridge about 20 yards in front of me up high. I was really annoyed and upset that my friends had ditched me and my car. I don't even know why we stopped, or why I was driving in the first place considering I haven't passed my test yet and have never driven on a motorway! The motorway was dead, and I didn't seem to be worried about other cars coming along and hitting the car. It was about 3pm.

I think I jumped out of the car and walked the same way as my friends did, before randomly appearing at some sort of family gathering that my Dad was at. I knew I had to explain myself to my Dad, but I didn't know what to say. I told him very clumsily, beating around the bush, and he got extremely angry and emotional. However, I remember being confused that he was so upset. This makes me think that maybe it was Matt's car, not mine. I'm not sure, it was all a bit hazey. He went mental at me, screaming at me in front of various other people that were on the drive way of this house. I flipped out, out of sadness and anger and all sorts of mixed emotions, and hit these thick china plates that my dad was for some reason holding, up so that they flew in the air and smashed on the ground quickly. I cried harder than I have ever cried before. It felt like the most emotionally raw moment of my life.

Suddenly, it was a website, possibly facebook. The dream turned out to be a short-film that my friend Charlotte.C had made for a series of films with her friends acting for media!! This was very odd as I thought the film was a dream, and this was reality - kind of like a false awakening! The website had a list of about 10 short films that she had made, each with a cast list of about 5, all of which I knew. I starred in a few of them, and most cast members were recurring. I thought the film was incredibly put together and captured the emotion perfectly.

09.29.2012

Asian Restaurant Fighting Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside near a small parking lot, and it's daytime currently. It seems I just came out of some kind meeting. I'm wearing a gray shirt, and long dark blue jeans, and I look over to the other side at an area that looks like an Asian Restaurant.

I had a feeling people behind me were looking at me, and it was kind of annoying for a while since I wasn't looking back at all. I eventually decided to let the worry fade away and get ready to move to the other side. I'm going down a small road slope where cars could exit and join the small two-lane path perpendicular to them, then I walk over to some grass, and it seems that to the right of me is a huge gap.

The water in the middle of this long gap, if it is even water, seems to be saturated with some light brown substance. It seems that the top layer is hardening a bit, but the liquid below it is keeping it from looking like it was frozen. I didn't want to pay attention to it for too long because I felt I would lose my balance as I'm passing through the small path to avoid having to jump to the other side.

I finally reach this restaurant looking area, and it's fairly dark inside, and I assume they're just using the natural lighting outside as a light source, since most features of this building stood out pretty well. As soon as I enter the glass door, to the right of me is an Asian man.

He looks a lot like the chef that worked at this Vietnamese Restaurant before it shut down. He's wearing a dark gray shirt, and regular blue jeans with the usual spiky black hairstyle. He's shorter than me, maybe 5'5'', and it seems that he's still stoic as ever.

I go up to him, and I started to ask him questions on what fighting lessons he offers. He talked about Jiu jutsu (guess he forgot to say Brazilian Jui Jutsu instead), and he mentioned other forms of fighting like Karate, and the rest I kind of forgot. Then something triggered in my mind, and I asked him while gently touching his left shoulder,

"Hey do you know about Donnie Yen?"

As I'm waiting for a response, I immediately thought about Donnie Yen in the movie "SPL" (Sha Po Lang).

The guy responds in a very passive and uninterested tone,

"Yeah..."

Then I asked him an example of some move he could teach me, and he forms his hands in a weird way in which he intersects his fingers together and makes some weird hand motion. I don't know my initial response to this, but I backed away immediately from him because I was afraid he might hit me, even though it probably would've been a light impact.

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09.29.2012

Sivason and Yellow Blossoming Flower? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe this might be an extension of the dream above, but just wanted to make it separate because it gets confusing.

I'm inside a building with glass windows behind me, which is similar to how I entered the restaurant type of building in the previous dream, it was like a waiting section most likely in-case seats were occupied. It seemed to be empty, and I honestly don't know what I'm doing here. Most of the colors in here consists of black, turquoise, and green.

This area felt weird, it's like a small hallway with glass windows as surrounding border, and there were lights illuminating behind them in a sort of mystical way. It was like seeing city lights when you dilate your eyes....you know the vision when that happens right...when the lights become big circles and shine in all sorts of directions? Yeah, like that.

Then I see "Sivason" written somewhere, and it was near a picture, or maybe an actual model of a yellow lotus type flower blossoming.

There was an extension next to Sivason's name, and it actually could be reasonable enough to be an add-on to his name, but unfortunately, I can't remember what that extension was.

Then there's a random blonde female who comes into the other side where I'm parallel to through a glass door. She looks familiar, like one of the Biochemistry undergraduates I've seen do a presentation on Melatonin I believe. She's wearing some jacket, a light gray shirt, and a skirt, probably light violet or some kind of cool color.

She doesn't really look too enticing for me, since I only glanced at her for a few seconds. I believe she was complaining about something, but I decided to just ignore her anyway because it did sound quite petty, though I can't remember what it was exactly that she complained about.