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wharisdat.
1. The disection of frogs was postponed. 2. We were only half-day today so Hurrah! 3. Today is the official start of the second semester and I am so excited to have Physics on Friday! Miss Toledo, alright! I know I'm gonna love that subject. 4. The recollection tomorrow was cancelled. 5. But the confession today pushed through.
I feel so sleepy and yet I still managed to drag myself out of the bed and blog. Well I also have to do my assignment in SocSci so I can say that I am using the computer legally. Anyway, I still feel a little bad today. It's as if a part of me is missing but I just can't figure out what it is. It's as if I'm incomplete today. I feel like something or someone is missing and I can't quite put my finger on it. I feel so bothered. What is happening to me? Am I going crazy again? I hope this is not the start of another weird syndrome.
Have you ever felt so jealous of someone you know you shouldn't be jealous of? Say, a friend's friend, for example. Let's call them A and B. A always tells B to take care and eat meals and all that, and there's no problem with that since there's nothing going on between A & B. But you can't help but feel really envious because it's as if A is always B's first priority. B doesn't even tell you if she's going to meet up with A. You like A but there's just something about her that makes you dislike her. When they fight, B is sooo sad but when you fight it's as if she doesn't care at all. You have no right to be jealous of A because A is well, not in your level. There can never really be anything more between her and B but just really best friends. But it's driving you insane because B is always there when A calls for her and oh God she can never ever say no to her. B keeps secrets from you because of A and though you wouldn't want to think ill about them, you can't help but feel really mad and sad that B is sort of ditching you for A.
I know it's a complicated situation but hey, it happens to some of us. It's just a thought. It's one of the things that's bothering me right now. I can't just forget about this. And I can't just blurt it out either. B would really get hurt if she finds out that I have this grudge on A. And I don't want that to happen. But I still feel bad. Really bad. Sigh.
My birthday's coming up. I'm really excited although I'm just really not showing it. I always feel all giddy and happy every year when my birthday is drawing closer. It's as if no matter how many problems I have, i must smile for my day is about to come. It's an escape to reality. For one whole day, I could forget about them, no one can piss me off because it's MY day, my special day. Everytime treats you nicely, gives you gifts, makes you feel happy, nothing ever goes wrong. For that whole 24 hours, I feel like a true princess. I enjoy every minute of it and my smile is plastered across my face for the whole day. When people question your weird or happy or unexplainable behavior, you just have to say, "It's my birthday today!" It's like your license to whatever you do on that day. It makes you forget "real life" and live your "fantasy" (okay not really fantasy, but a day that is not ordinary) life, even for just a few hours. So when is your day of delight? Mine's 14 more days to go. :)
It's 4:30 and I'm still not finished with that freakin' Soc Sci assignment. I have to go. I changed the chatbox by the way. The Tag-board one was f*cked up. I don't know what happened. Oh well, keep on commenting and tagging, okay?
"and i won't last a day without you.."
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wharisdat.
1. The disection of frogs was postponed. 2. We were only half-day today so Hurrah! 3. Today is the official start of the second semester and I am so excited to have Physics on Friday! Miss Toledo, alright! I know I'm gonna love that subject. 4. The recollection tomorrow was cancelled. 5. But the confession today pushed through.
I feel so sleepy and yet I still managed to drag myself out of the bed and blog. Well I also have to do my assignment in SocSci so I can say that I am using the computer legally. Anyway, I still feel a little bad today. It's as if a part of me is missing but I just can't figure out what it is. It's as if I'm incomplete today. I feel like something or someone is missing and I can't quite put my finger on it. I feel so bothered. What is happening to me? Am I going crazy again? I hope this is not the start of another weird syndrome.
Have you ever felt so jealous of someone you know you shouldn't be jealous of? Say, a friend's friend, for example. Let's call them A and B. A always tells B to take care and eat meals and all that, and there's no problem with that since there's nothing going on between A & B. But you can't help but feel really envious because it's as if A is always B's first priority. B doesn't even tell you if she's going to meet up with A. You like A but there's just something about her that makes you dislike her. When they fight, B is sooo sad but when you fight it's as if she doesn't care at all. You have no right to be jealous of A because A is well, not in your level. There can never really be anything more between her and B but just really best friends. But it's driving you insane because B is always there when A calls for her and oh God she can never ever say no to her. B keeps secrets from you because of A and though you wouldn't want to think ill about them, you can't help but feel really mad and sad that B is sort of ditching you for A.
I know it's a complicated situation but hey, it happens to some of us. It's just a thought. It's one of the things that's bothering me right now. I can't just forget about this. And I can't just blurt it out either. B would really get hurt if she finds out that I have this grudge on A. And I don't want that to happen. But I still feel bad. Really bad. Sigh.
My birthday's coming up. I'm really excited although I'm just really not showing it. I always feel all giddy and happy every year when my birthday is drawing closer. It's as if no matter how many problems I have, i must smile for my day is about to come. It's an escape to reality. For one whole day, I could forget about them, no one can piss me off because it's MY day, my special day. Everytime treats you nicely, gives you gifts, makes you feel happy, nothing ever goes wrong. For that whole 24 hours, I feel like a true princess. I enjoy every minute of it and my smile is plastered across my face for the whole day. When people question your weird or happy or unexplainable behavior, you just have to say, "It's my birthday today!" It's like your license to whatever you do on that day. It makes you forget "real life" and live your "fantasy" (okay not really fantasy, but a day that is not ordinary) life, even for just a few hours. So when is your day of delight? Mine's 14 more days to go. :)
It's 4:30 and I'm still not finished with that freakin' Soc Sci assignment. I have to go. I changed the chatbox by the way. The Tag-board one was f*cked up. I don't know what happened. Oh well, keep on commenting and tagging, okay?
"and i won't last a day without you.."
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She's a modern lover; it's an exploration, she's made of outer space
Hello, I'm Karla Bernardo. If you Google my name, you will find the Wikipedia entry of a Canadian serial-killer (and trust me, you do not want
to read about that - but I'm sure you will because now you're curious), which is why I suggest you type Bombastarr instead so you can stalk me better.
I spent eight-and-a-half years of my life in the University of the Philippines, where I graduated with degrees in Creative Writing and Juris Doctor. It is also where I learned how to speak a bit of Italian, got a taste of the best tapsilog, and took striptease for PE.
I love telling stories, as much as I enjoy finding them.
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Featured Works
Stargirl ( Cover story for Nadine Lustre, Scout, January-February 2017)
Surreal / So Real (at Scout)
Ode to a Great Love's 17-year-old Self ( Love.Life, Philippine Daily Inquirer)
Postcard from Diliman
( Youngblood, Philippine Daily Inquirer)
Writer for Philippine Law Register
A Call to Arms (January 2017)
Expecting the Expected (March 2016)
Former Writer for Stache Magazine
The Hero's Journey (June 2013)
The 8 People You Become In Your Youth (June 2013)
The Best Bad Idea That Is Argo (April 2013)
Mike Ross Remembers Everything You Don't (August 2012)
Style Between the Riffs (August 2012)
Book Lovers Never Sleep Alone (June 2012)
A Spectrum of Change (December 2011)
Digital Art (October 2011)
Elements of Style (June 2011)
In Her White Dress (All-Art April 2011 issue)
Morning After Pill ( Fervore: Literary Folio 2013, UP Portia Sorority)
How To Make a Blueberry Cheesecake ( Kalas: Kalasag Literary Folio 2011, UP College of Arts and Letters)
January 14th ( 100: The Hundreds Project, UP Writer's Club)
An Ode to The
Pillow Book (at New-Slang)
Introductions (at TeenInk)
One by One (at TeenInk)
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Got a comment, question, violent reaction, love letter, or random piece of information you want to share with me? Just fire away. I don't bite.
(I changed my form and went back to Freedback because Ask.fm's being a bitch, requiring people to sign up for accounts before asking questions. Because I love you guys, I tweaked my ask box a bit, so that the questions will now go directly to my e-mail, but I'll be posting the answers still on my Ask.fm for convenience. TL;DR - I'll still be getting your questions so no worries. You're still free to harass me / send me your love.)
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Most Frequently Asked QuestionAre you a pornstar?No, I am not a pornstar, stripper, or your friendly neighborhood call girl. It's just a fancy pseudonym with a long history, and two R's. Rawr.
Bombastarr.com
Bombastarr is my personal blog and my little corner in the Internet since 2005. Yes, I started writing here when I was 13 years old (aka when I was very angsty, hormonal, and always gushing at the littlest things) -- ergo, you'd have to forgive me if you come across an old post that reeks of immaturity and slightly unpolished grammar. I did a lot of growing up here, and from the looks of it, there's still a lot of growing up to do, so I don't think I'll be leaving this place any time soon.
The domain, Bombastarr.com, was purchased on June 2014 and
launched on July 2014, on the blog's ninth year (and fifth month, to be exact).
It's crazy to think that this blog is now thirteen years old, because (1) that seems like an eternity in internet years, and (2) that means if my blog were a kid, it's a teenager! That's insane.
Here's to more tales, explosive and otherwise.
So, why Bombastarr?
If you've been living under a rock and think I'm a threat to world peace or an object of covetousness, sorry to disappoint you, folks: it's just a fancy pseudonym.
As in most things, it started in high school. It began as a joke between me and a couple of friends during our freshman year. We were practicing for a field demonstration dance which involved the use of shawls, and being the crazy-always-trying-to-be-funny person that I was (or I always attempted to be) I started doing poses with the garment. Someone started taking my picture using my phone, and one shot looked like I was posing for those B-list movies (or should it be R-list, as in R-rated?) of the vegetable-nomenclature variety. #IKYWIM. Hence, the word, "Bombastarr." Yes, very cheeky, I know, but for a 13-year-old, it was quirky enough to figure as a username. That was 2005, right around the time I trying to decide on a URL for a new blog. It's been a lot of years since, and what started as a joke became something I've eventually embraced as an identity.
Despite the many other chances I've gotten to permanently move (to Multiply, Livejournal, Tumblr, Wordpress; to a bigger platform where I can earn or use the blog as a venue for commerce), I've come to realize that Bombastarr is something I can never truly leave behind. It is a place I've grown to appreciate and love because it is a place I can call my own. It's a venue for my rants, my views, my writing. It is home, and it is who I am.
Bombastarr is a glimpse of my life: the thoughts, ideas, and stories that shape it into what it is, and what it will still become. This journal has been with me for all my crazy, often embarrassing adventures, but I'm sure there will be more anecdotes and feelings and people to write about. Which is something I'm really looking forward to. After all, you know what they say about the greatest stories - sometimes, there's still a lot that's left unwritten.
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