Let's discuss my totally inappropriate dream.

Haven't blogged about a dream in a while. I've had them, but I just forget to share them. Whooops. However, two nights ago, I had a dream that was, well, completely ridiculous and inappropriate. So, here we go.

I wanted to try a new workout method and opted to visit a class on ballroom dancing/competitive Olympic-style gynmast ring dancing.

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.....what? Yeah. That's a thing, right? Douuubtful.

Anyway, I went to this random hotel with its own large gym where the Ballroom Ring Dancing classes were held so that I could observe and decide if I wanted to join. I settled myself in the bleachers and watched the class begin. There were several familiar faces in the class ... [Note: These faces were of people I haven't seen or spoken to in YEARS. WEIRD.] ...and I quickly figured out that the class was mostly focusing on the ballroom dance side of things and ignoring the rings hanging overhead. Someone next to me says that it's because it is very difficult for most people to do both, simultaneously.

....Noooooo wayyyyy!

When the class finishes, I go out to my car. Justin Bieber follows me.

You heard me. Justin. Bieber. The Biebs.

Our dialogue goes like this: 

JB: I wanted to make sure you got to your car safely.
Me: Oh, thanks, that's nice of you.
JB: Did you enjoy the class? Will you join?
Me: I dunno I am not sure yet. It seems pretty random. Do you like it?
JB: Yea, it's a great workout.

We then begin to make out heavily. [I told you this was gonna get inappropriate. Hey, at least he is now over 18. It's also important to note that I am not married in my dream. It is further important to note that I am in no way a frequent listener of his music. Like, at all.]

After we're done playing tonsil hockey, I decide I want to go home. He doesn't want that. He wants me to stay so we can continue to nosh on each other's faces. I run into the hotel to try to get away from him and the dream concludes with Justin Bieber chasing me through the hotel saying over and over that he "Just wants to kiss a lil' more and maybe show me how to use the Olympic Gymnast Rings!!!"

I swear this is legit. A deranged psychopath couldn't make this shit up, man. What the hell is wrong with my head?!

EDIT:

Okay, I did a quick interpretation search on the handy dandy Dream Dictionary that I've used in the past. This is actually kind of interesting:

Rings and/or circles, maybe: Symbolize continuity, committment, honor, perfection, completeness, immortality and/or wholeness. May also mean that you are going around in circles in some situation. Maybe the lack of use of rings in my dreams shows that I'm struggling with some form of committment? Or maybe their presence, period, is a sign of an endless cycle right now.

Ballroom dancing: I was actually surprised to find this one at all. Can indicate success, having a positive outlook, and that I'm willling to try anything and give it my all.

Celebrity/make out: If you dream that you are kissing or having sex with a celebrity, then it indicates your drive to be successful.

I find it intriguing that all three symbols center around success, a continuous cycle... hmmmm. Something to ponder. Is my subconcious trying to tell me something?