Mmmkay, today's going to be another dusty day, I thought to myself as I woke up from bed this morning.

Today was unexpected, adventurous. I started my day with playing the guitar like no one's business. I played as loud as I could, just wishing for the drilling and the hammering sound downstairs to drown in the guitar-playing. It's not really pleasant to live in a construction area. Yes, in a construction area. Which is where I'm living right now.

The worker-dudes were manipulating the arch at our living room area. And trust me, dust was everywhere! And I mean everywhere! The upstairs bedrooms had to be closed so that they won't get dusty like everywhere else. The only place I feel comfortable relaxing is in my room, in the kitchen, and at the back patio. These are the only three places I feel comfortable with.

Even the living room upstairs is dusty. Very dusty. In fact, if you slide your finger on a surface, you can actually see the dust sticking to your finger. And you'd be surprised at how much dust there is. Heck, even my room is dusty. Looks like I have to change to new sheets, sheeeeet!

Since I couldn't occupy the downstairs area of the house, I just stayed in my room for hours and hours and hours. I only got out of my room whenever I needed to; for example, going to the kitchen for lunch. So I practically locked myself in my room, with the big windows wide open, and my PSP plugged to the speaker, and I read my novel. For hours.

When I was reading, it seemed like time didn't exist at all. I was so engulfed in my novel, time didn't exist for me anymore. It felt like as if I was reading so fast, and when I check the clock, only five minutes had passed. And trust me, I read for like four hours? In a row. Yeah, four hours in a row. I even finished the whole book in one day.

When I got to the last chapter of my book, that's when Kak Intan came trotting to my room and asking me whether I wanted to follow her to a yoga class at her studio. I thought about it for a moment, then I said yes. I mean, I've been sitting in this cave for hours, like as if I'm protecting myself from harmful things, and I certainly needed to get out of the dusty house.

So I put on my leggings and a breatheable cotton shirt. I stuffed my shampoo, my towel, an extra shirt, and extra underwears into my bag -- don't ask why. So at about 5.15pm, I left the house with Kak Intan and Abg Ike. We drove to Studio W, Kak Intan's fitness studio for women in Damansara. The class didn't start until 6.30, and since we were early, we did our own work. Well, Abg Ike was playing Burger Shop in the office while I helped Kak Intan set up the studio.

Yoga. I've never tried yoga before. Well, I have, but just for fun. This? I mean, it was the first yoga class I've been to. And trust me, yoga is not as easy as it looks.

I followed the instructor's moves, trying to mimick her with the right techniques. It was hard! I mean, I haven't exercised for what seems like a long time now, and I certainly wasn't that fit anymore. I was practically panting after ten minutes.

By the time it was 6.45 -- fifteen minutes after the class started -- I was already sweating like nobody's business. Really, I was sweating like a pig. Big fat beads of sweat dribbled down my face and it eventually fell onto the yoga mat. My hair was already so wet, my fringe frizzy as it stuck to my face. I was practically showering myself with my own sweat, haha, gross. I think that was the first time I was sweating like crazy. As far as I know, during the cheer practices before, I haven't sweat that much.

I stopped after fourty minutes. The class was too intense for me. Well, you can't really blame the class though. I didn't eat before the class, I haven't been exercising lately, and I wasn't that fit anymore. Plus, I'm still new to yoga and Kak Intan also said that the class I went to had a higher level of difficulty.

After the fourty minutes, I felt light-headed. I felt like I needed to faint. So I grabbed my towel, dabbed my face a few times, and headed into the office where I found Abg Ike concentrating on the computer screen. He's definitely playing Burger Shop, I thought to myself.

Before drinking any water, I idly plomped myself onto the ottoman and lay down. I drank some water that Abg Ike gave me and I rested for a while. I breathed in and out deeply, calming myself down. I was already sweating so much, I was dehydrated.

After the class had finished, I went to the toilet to take a shower. Okay, I know what you're thinking. People don't really shower in public toilets. Well, the studio's toilet was pristine and clean, so I showered there. Kak Intan even does it sometimes.

I shampooed my hair three times -- to get rid of the access residue in my hair -- and slathered a creamy body wash onto my body. It was a thorough shower, enough to make me feel fresh.

After that, Kak Intan and Abg Ike took me to Ikea for the delicious hotdogs. I didn't care that I was in my track pants, with a fresh new shirt on, and my hair was all wet. I just wanted to eat the hotdogs and be done with it. I lost so much energy, even when I was doing my prayers, I was swaying like a drunkie. I didn't care what was served for dinner, as long as I can gain back my energy.

So I ate a hotdog, a curry puff and an ice-cream. You know at Ikea, they have this restaurant right? And next to the restaurant there's like a little shop that sells food from Sweden. After eating our dinners, we went to the shop. Kak Intan found an attractive bag of gingerbread cookies. In fact, she was so in love with it, she bought it.

I haven't eaten gingerbread cookies all my life, so when I opened the bag, the smell of fresh gingerbread cookies filled my lungs. It was so breathtaking. I could smell hints of cinnamon and of course, ginger. But more to the cinnamon. As I took a bite out of one cookie -- they're even heart-shaped! -- I was immediately in love with it. Gingerbread cookies are in my favourite-cookie-list.

It was a fantastic day. I really did feel better after that intense yoga session. In fact, I'm going back to Kak Intan's studio on Saturday morning for another yoga session, this time, less intense and a bit more easy. Yeah. I think I just found myself a new hobby. Can't wait!