Weird dream sequence

From time to time, I get the strange dream that I'm repeating a class I already passed... This might stem form the fact that I got a really good great without much effort, but the thing is, there I was in another chimera room made of various parts from places I've been to, there was my former teacher teaching me what I already learned, with the exception that this time I was carrying a laptop, typing weird stuff that would change randomly right after being written. That's when I decided to leave the room with a friend (whose face I can't remember), just to suddenly find ourselves sitting on my house's terrace.

This is where the weird starts: suddenly, a big minaret made of plastic foam flew through and fell in front of us, only to bounce back to the backyard. As if that ain't weird enough, some random mates with Middle Eastern features begun appearing doing all sorts of acrobatics (the most remarkable specimen being a young man made only of arms, torso and a face, like this). Unbeknownst to me, the Cirque du Soleil of Saudi Arabia had just arrived... to my backyard!
Suddenly, one of the mates (a rather chubby one to be an acrobat) invites me to see the show: first, by babbling something, which I didn't understand; then by sending me a text message.

Since, for some reason, I was wearing inappropriate clothes, I headed to my closet, only to find a red Jar Jar Binks shirt that I don't own in real life. Oh, the text message kicks in in this part, saying something like 'come to my circus, it's really cheap cause we've got no license and don't need to pay taxes'... Well, maybe it said something else, but that's what my mind made of it... I didn't make it in the end, so I received another text message complaining for my absence (was I meant to play a role there that I didn't know of?) The weirdness reached a climax when I found my sister dressed like a mahō shōjo in a cute purple dress, but she had made my dad wear one too for some reason! I rushed to the camcorder to record the madness, but then I woke up.

No, people. I don't do drugs.

I think the latest Pokémon episode might have played a role, since it featured cute girls in cute dresses and I get the idea that my father doesn't like me watching that... Well, papa, I don't like you wearing a purple dress either.

PS: I remember something now, right before the purple dress thign, I was watching the whole circus routine on the internet, then instead of purple veiled maidens, they switched to cute Japanese idols, then when I walked away from the screen, the 'dad in drag' thing happened.