18 Feb 2006 — Alvin moved into his new home today. A studio apartment, i.e. no rooms whatsoever, only a separate toilet. The idea of which is pretty much urban legend to me, have never actually seen such a place and can’t really imagine living in one. When he told us that the entire space is smaller than our living room, I thought he was trying to beh-deh us, but it turns out to be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

Hmm… very appropriate. In fact, I remember the top-notch hamster cages Billie and I used to get went by the same name — a coincidence?

The very mod entrance

On entering the apartment proper, this toilet is to the right.

Take two steps, and this is the view that greets you:

Oh, it’s the kitchen… hang on a sec…

…it’s the bedroom… NO wait, it’s the ENTIRE house! Yup, kitchen cum study cum bedroom cum living room cum laundry! Alvin wasn’t joking about the size. In fact, the place turned out to be even tinier than what I had imagine! The thought crossed my mind that if Billie and I were living in such a place and we got into a fight, I won’t even have a bedroom door to slam. My options would be to seek refuge in the bathroom on the toilet bowl or (gulp) leave the house entirely!

Alvin (L) and Daniel (R) — two’s oredi a crowd. Geez… Alvin was right, this place was really meant only for singles, single men who don’t intend to cook or wash and only come home to sleep to be precise. His consolation, the place came with a pretty good gym and sauna, which Bi likened to the wheel in a hamster cage.

I couldn’t resist. Left this message on Alvin’s kitchen counter:

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