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oth is my drug. it's my therapy.
I LOOOOOOVE OTH. Have I mentioned that lately?
Things have been not so good for me these past few days. Lots of things have been happening -- confusion, doubts, resurrection of the past. And yes, though I have been good with my usual Barbie face (aka happy smiling face) it is really hard to mask the sadness. I needed something to make me feel okay, to let me know that things are going to be alright.
Guess what? One Tree Hill healed my wounds.
Okay, so maybe not completely healed them. But maybe licked them a little bit, and now I feel so much better. It's ironic how I find strength in a TV show, something that isn't even real, something that is only seen on screen and will probably never happen in my life. It's funny how I the characters in the show make me go on with life, when they're just acting and pretending to be those strong people on the show. It's weird how I can relate so much to the show when it's so different -- the culture, the people, the situation. I'm not a perky brokenhearted cheerleader, or a tormented artist or a wife of the hottest basketball player in school, I wasn't a child out of wedlock, my dad isn't the mayor of our town.. and yet, I feel connected to them. Somehow, when I watch OTH, I feel so much better.
ONE TREE HILL KEEPS ME SANE. Though I think all that I said above sounds pretty insane. Haha.
I swear I am so blissed out.
How can I not love these two? I know my layout is so Brucas, but nothing can beat Naley. I LOOOVE THEM! -oOo-
The exams were okay. Everything I studied for appeared on the test, and I (hopefully) answered all of them. Crossing all my fingers! I really, really want to do good again this quarter because a.) I want my parents to be really proud of me. b.) I want to be proud of me. and c.) I want to get into UP. Really. Since the third year grades are the ones submitted to colleges, I have to really do my best so that I can get into my dream school. =)
Speaking of the future..
My lola went to the Career Talk seminar to get the results of my career test. And she was laughing her head off when my highest was Clerical. Meaning doing office stuff like answering phones, receiving letters, the whole enchilada. Growing up, I loved going to my mom's office and making kalikot to all her stuff. So I guess that explains the result. Anyway, second highest was Communication which isn't really surprising. I actually thought that will be my first. And third was Skilled Arts. HAHA. Then my top three courses were: Accountancy (sooo meant to be! My mom would be so happy! Hehe), Industrial Engineering (another course me and my mom like for me), and last is Business Management. Or is it Psychology? I forgot. Anyway, the results were good! I'm happy! At least now I have a clearer path ahead of me. One more year, and I'm off to college! CAN'T WAIT.
I'm actually feeling Peyton-y right now because I'm at Netopia and using the webcam. Haha. I'm talking to my best friend (aka the Lucas in my Haley life) Rex, and yes I think he's laughing his head off right now. What, with all the facial expressions I make even when I'm only typing?! HAHA.
WOW this is quite long already. I missed blogging so much, I forgot the time! Hehe. Well I guess I should be going, seeing that I still have to surf other sites and squeeze some bloghopping in my limited net time. It feels great to be back in the blogging world again, typing my life away. HAHA. I promise I'll blog this week because I swear, one more week without the computer and I'm going to burst.
LOVE TO ALL. *mwah*
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oth is my drug. it's my therapy.
I LOOOOOOVE OTH. Have I mentioned that lately?
Things have been not so good for me these past few days. Lots of things have been happening -- confusion, doubts, resurrection of the past. And yes, though I have been good with my usual Barbie face (aka happy smiling face) it is really hard to mask the sadness. I needed something to make me feel okay, to let me know that things are going to be alright.
Guess what? One Tree Hill healed my wounds.
Okay, so maybe not completely healed them. But maybe licked them a little bit, and now I feel so much better. It's ironic how I find strength in a TV show, something that isn't even real, something that is only seen on screen and will probably never happen in my life. It's funny how I the characters in the show make me go on with life, when they're just acting and pretending to be those strong people on the show. It's weird how I can relate so much to the show when it's so different -- the culture, the people, the situation. I'm not a perky brokenhearted cheerleader, or a tormented artist or a wife of the hottest basketball player in school, I wasn't a child out of wedlock, my dad isn't the mayor of our town.. and yet, I feel connected to them. Somehow, when I watch OTH, I feel so much better.
ONE TREE HILL KEEPS ME SANE. Though I think all that I said above sounds pretty insane. Haha.
I swear I am so blissed out.
How can I not love these two? I know my layout is so Brucas, but nothing can beat Naley. I LOOOVE THEM! -oOo-
The exams were okay. Everything I studied for appeared on the test, and I (hopefully) answered all of them. Crossing all my fingers! I really, really want to do good again this quarter because a.) I want my parents to be really proud of me. b.) I want to be proud of me. and c.) I want to get into UP. Really. Since the third year grades are the ones submitted to colleges, I have to really do my best so that I can get into my dream school. =)
Speaking of the future..
My lola went to the Career Talk seminar to get the results of my career test. And she was laughing her head off when my highest was Clerical. Meaning doing office stuff like answering phones, receiving letters, the whole enchilada. Growing up, I loved going to my mom's office and making kalikot to all her stuff. So I guess that explains the result. Anyway, second highest was Communication which isn't really surprising. I actually thought that will be my first. And third was Skilled Arts. HAHA. Then my top three courses were: Accountancy (sooo meant to be! My mom would be so happy! Hehe), Industrial Engineering (another course me and my mom like for me), and last is Business Management. Or is it Psychology? I forgot. Anyway, the results were good! I'm happy! At least now I have a clearer path ahead of me. One more year, and I'm off to college! CAN'T WAIT.
I'm actually feeling Peyton-y right now because I'm at Netopia and using the webcam. Haha. I'm talking to my best friend (aka the Lucas in my Haley life) Rex, and yes I think he's laughing his head off right now. What, with all the facial expressions I make even when I'm only typing?! HAHA.
WOW this is quite long already. I missed blogging so much, I forgot the time! Hehe. Well I guess I should be going, seeing that I still have to surf other sites and squeeze some bloghopping in my limited net time. It feels great to be back in the blogging world again, typing my life away. HAHA. I promise I'll blog this week because I swear, one more week without the computer and I'm going to burst.
LOVE TO ALL. *mwah*
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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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