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here comes the bride..
Yesterday was a blast. I can't believe that the wedding was over. I'm so happy for them. Congrats again, Mr. and Mrs. Marvin Casimiro! Trixie, Nica and I went to the wedding courtesy of Nica's dad. We arrived quite early, around 2:00 because in the invitation it said 3:00. But of course, Filipino time, that's why it started at around 4:00. The chapel was nice. It was very peaceful. It looked like a giant kubo, there were trees everywhere and the seats were shaped like cut logs. It was so beautiful. The number of guests were quite few but it was picture perfect. We took pics using my phone so as not to kill ourselves out of boredom. When it was finally time for the bride to walk down the aisle, I could tell Miss Villapando (she's still a "miss" that time.. hehe) wanted to cry. She was so pretty. I wanted to cry too because I really am so happy that they ended up together. Sir Casimiro is lucky to have her. Anyway, the ceremony was short yet I felt magic in the air. Actually, we were laughing since the priest (let's not mention names, okay?) was singing and his voice was croaking and well, I just don't want to name who or what else made us laugh because they might come across this blog and kill me. Basta, we were quite noisy but we managed to hold back our laughs for a bit. :) In the end, we joined the picture taking along with some teachers and after that.. eating time! The reception place was just beside the chapel, in Nature's Cafe. It was still a kubo, but it was nice. There were flowers and candles along the walkway, and to tell you honestly the food was good. When it was time to throw the bouquet, we (people from St. Paul) were all rooting for Ms. Toledo, our adviser because.. well later. The first throw was bitin so Mrs Casimiro (they're married na!) threw it again and this time Ms. Toledo just caught it with ease. Parang she was meant to get that. Then when it was time for the groom to throw the garter and guess who we were rooting for? Sir Santos! Yihee.. siyempre Sir Casimiro "purposely" threw the garter towards Sir Santos' direction and there! Perfect match! Why Ms. Toledo and Sir Santos? Well let's just say there's something fishy.. haha. Chismis. We left quite early nga, because we felt out of place already and we had to go back to Nica's house where we will be fetched. Aion. Weddings always make me feel good. I don't know. Maybe because of its comforting and scary thought of having someone there for you not just for a couple of days or months but forever. It's also probably because I'm always fascinated by the fact that these two people met, fell in love and everything just fell into the right places. Despite all the hatred and wrath in the world, it's wonderful to know that you'll have someone to share all the happiness with you, to make your life colorful. It's magical, isn't it? I don't want to think of my wedding right this moment, though.. all I know is that it's going to be just like a fairy tale. I'm the princess bride. ;) Wanna see all the pics? Go here.
Wow, only a few more days till Christmas. Thanks to all who commented and tagged. Much love to you guys.
♥ Happy Holidays! :)
"in a world where everybody hates a happy ending story it's a wonder love can make the world go round.."
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here comes the bride..
Yesterday was a blast. I can't believe that the wedding was over. I'm so happy for them. Congrats again, Mr. and Mrs. Marvin Casimiro! Trixie, Nica and I went to the wedding courtesy of Nica's dad. We arrived quite early, around 2:00 because in the invitation it said 3:00. But of course, Filipino time, that's why it started at around 4:00. The chapel was nice. It was very peaceful. It looked like a giant kubo, there were trees everywhere and the seats were shaped like cut logs. It was so beautiful. The number of guests were quite few but it was picture perfect. We took pics using my phone so as not to kill ourselves out of boredom. When it was finally time for the bride to walk down the aisle, I could tell Miss Villapando (she's still a "miss" that time.. hehe) wanted to cry. She was so pretty. I wanted to cry too because I really am so happy that they ended up together. Sir Casimiro is lucky to have her. Anyway, the ceremony was short yet I felt magic in the air. Actually, we were laughing since the priest (let's not mention names, okay?) was singing and his voice was croaking and well, I just don't want to name who or what else made us laugh because they might come across this blog and kill me. Basta, we were quite noisy but we managed to hold back our laughs for a bit. :) In the end, we joined the picture taking along with some teachers and after that.. eating time! The reception place was just beside the chapel, in Nature's Cafe. It was still a kubo, but it was nice. There were flowers and candles along the walkway, and to tell you honestly the food was good. When it was time to throw the bouquet, we (people from St. Paul) were all rooting for Ms. Toledo, our adviser because.. well later. The first throw was bitin so Mrs Casimiro (they're married na!) threw it again and this time Ms. Toledo just caught it with ease. Parang she was meant to get that. Then when it was time for the groom to throw the garter and guess who we were rooting for? Sir Santos! Yihee.. siyempre Sir Casimiro "purposely" threw the garter towards Sir Santos' direction and there! Perfect match! Why Ms. Toledo and Sir Santos? Well let's just say there's something fishy.. haha. Chismis. We left quite early nga, because we felt out of place already and we had to go back to Nica's house where we will be fetched. Aion. Weddings always make me feel good. I don't know. Maybe because of its comforting and scary thought of having someone there for you not just for a couple of days or months but forever. It's also probably because I'm always fascinated by the fact that these two people met, fell in love and everything just fell into the right places. Despite all the hatred and wrath in the world, it's wonderful to know that you'll have someone to share all the happiness with you, to make your life colorful. It's magical, isn't it? I don't want to think of my wedding right this moment, though.. all I know is that it's going to be just like a fairy tale. I'm the princess bride. ;) Wanna see all the pics? Go here.
Wow, only a few more days till Christmas. Thanks to all who commented and tagged. Much love to you guys.
♥ Happy Holidays! :)
"in a world where everybody hates a happy ending story it's a wonder love can make the world go round.."
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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)
Ask, and you shall be answered
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.)
Answers
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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