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Dear Richard

I feel very sad. One of my friends just passed away and it is still kind of raw. I don't know about the rest of you out there but I always felt that he was a teddy bear. I love to hug him coz he's so....huggable? Instead of hugging anyone else, I would hug him. The past 2 years, we've not kept in touch much. And now, I kinda feel the regret. He was a nice person....to me, anyway.

Whenever we go out drinking, I think the first person I would trust is him.

Richard ah, sorry I did not make it to your funeral tonight. Sorry, ok? It's because it's the 7th Lunar month (Ghost festival) and everyone's kind of freaked out because if we go to your funeral, we might attract something unbecoming. Family members are freaking out too. I know it is selfish but you can hear us right? You can hear me when I whisper to you, 'Please rest in peace. Love you love you love you. Wish I could have hugged you more, please be happy, please be safe'.

Richard ah, thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and gave me some smiles. I smiled a lot when I was out with you. Thank you hor....hugs hugs hugs....


Pic: Richard, Marsha, Danny
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Janice Tan said…
My condolences...
August 21, 2011 at 11:48 PM
Andrew ice man said…
Rest In Peace, Richard. Would cherish the moment we spent together drinking and rpm.

Misses u,
Andrew Lai
August 22, 2011 at 12:18 AM
blinka.Li said…
aiyoyo, you should just GO to his funeral! ;( Me and hubby don't bother about what month even in CNY! cannot miss funeral...last respect ma..
August 22, 2011 at 7:04 PM
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