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13th the friday.
I didn't know today was the dreaded Friday the 13th until I was setting the date for this post. Usually, I'd go through the day and watch out for whatever mishaps or unfortunate events that might come my way and try to avoid them as much as possible. But so far, nothing bad has happened. Maybe it doesn't work for you if you don't make yourself aware of it? I grew up knowing that there are these unwritten rules we all have to follow to shun bad luck. My mom would always remind me to not cut my nails at night because someone might die. We turn our plates every time someone leaves during meal time so that they'll be safe. We try to avoid going to wakes after visiting someone from the hospital. I try to be very careful of mirrors. And I always avoid black cats (though technically, this doesn't count since I avoid ALL cats, haha). I don't know if I can call myself superstitious innately, but growing up in a home and a country where almost everyone believes in luck and omens, I can't help but be one. Often times I find all these "pamahiin" kind of ridiculous but then again my lolas always say that "There's not harm in doing it," which is actually true. Nothing wrong handling our mirrors carefully, right? But still. Putting our destiny in the hands of these irrational beliefs somewhat makes me question how we really are as Christians.
We're mainly a Catholic-Christian country, but why do we believe so much in superstitions? Isn't this quite ironic? If we all truly believe in Jesus Christ, we shouldn't be relying on these false notions because everything is in God's plan. We shouldn't practice doing certain things just because an old saying might haunt us, but instead we should do things because we want something good to come out from it. We want to become better persons. I think doing good deeds will bring back just as much blessings, if not more, rather than not sweeping the floor at night? Of course I'm not implying that we do these things just so we can be showered with good fortune. My point is, if we live according to God's words, we don't need these superstitions to help define our destiny. If there is faith in our hearts, God won't let anything bad happen to us.
Then again, completely terminating superstitions in our lives would be impossible. It's everywhere. t's part of our culture. So the next time my mom says "O ikot ang plato," before she leaves for work, I'll just turn the dishes but muster a short prayer to keep her safe. At least when she comes home safely at the end of the day I'll know it's because of God's providence and not the plates. =)
THINGS I'M CURRENTLY MISSING:Cadbury PinkyIt's my all-time favorite chocolate. It has a yummy marshmallow and caramel filling, and it's 90% fat free! I think they phased this product out already. =( CouplingI was super addicted to this show last year! It's like the British version of Friends and it's totally hilarious. They stopped airing it in Star World. Polly PocketPolly was my super-idol when I was a little girl (next to Barbie). My school bag in Kindergarten was a Polly Pocket bag and it was my favorite. I used to bring my Polly Pocket "kits" -- you know the one that open and you can play with the small dolls inside -- everywhere I go. Then a few years later they grew up (literally haha) and my mom bought me almost a dozen of the new and improved Polly Pocket dolls that you can dress up. Playing with them and making stories about them was my favorite past time. =) BatmanI haven't been seeing much of my superhero lately. I think they changed the timeslot of Justice League and The Batman on Cartoon Network so now I can't even catch a glimpse of my Knight In Dark Armor. *sighs* I miss Batman, I really do!
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13th the friday.
I didn't know today was the dreaded Friday the 13th until I was setting the date for this post. Usually, I'd go through the day and watch out for whatever mishaps or unfortunate events that might come my way and try to avoid them as much as possible. But so far, nothing bad has happened. Maybe it doesn't work for you if you don't make yourself aware of it? I grew up knowing that there are these unwritten rules we all have to follow to shun bad luck. My mom would always remind me to not cut my nails at night because someone might die. We turn our plates every time someone leaves during meal time so that they'll be safe. We try to avoid going to wakes after visiting someone from the hospital. I try to be very careful of mirrors. And I always avoid black cats (though technically, this doesn't count since I avoid ALL cats, haha). I don't know if I can call myself superstitious innately, but growing up in a home and a country where almost everyone believes in luck and omens, I can't help but be one. Often times I find all these "pamahiin" kind of ridiculous but then again my lolas always say that "There's not harm in doing it," which is actually true. Nothing wrong handling our mirrors carefully, right? But still. Putting our destiny in the hands of these irrational beliefs somewhat makes me question how we really are as Christians.
We're mainly a Catholic-Christian country, but why do we believe so much in superstitions? Isn't this quite ironic? If we all truly believe in Jesus Christ, we shouldn't be relying on these false notions because everything is in God's plan. We shouldn't practice doing certain things just because an old saying might haunt us, but instead we should do things because we want something good to come out from it. We want to become better persons. I think doing good deeds will bring back just as much blessings, if not more, rather than not sweeping the floor at night? Of course I'm not implying that we do these things just so we can be showered with good fortune. My point is, if we live according to God's words, we don't need these superstitions to help define our destiny. If there is faith in our hearts, God won't let anything bad happen to us.
Then again, completely terminating superstitions in our lives would be impossible. It's everywhere. t's part of our culture. So the next time my mom says "O ikot ang plato," before she leaves for work, I'll just turn the dishes but muster a short prayer to keep her safe. At least when she comes home safely at the end of the day I'll know it's because of God's providence and not the plates. =)
THINGS I'M CURRENTLY MISSING:Cadbury PinkyIt's my all-time favorite chocolate. It has a yummy marshmallow and caramel filling, and it's 90% fat free! I think they phased this product out already. =( CouplingI was super addicted to this show last year! It's like the British version of Friends and it's totally hilarious. They stopped airing it in Star World. Polly PocketPolly was my super-idol when I was a little girl (next to Barbie). My school bag in Kindergarten was a Polly Pocket bag and it was my favorite. I used to bring my Polly Pocket "kits" -- you know the one that open and you can play with the small dolls inside -- everywhere I go. Then a few years later they grew up (literally haha) and my mom bought me almost a dozen of the new and improved Polly Pocket dolls that you can dress up. Playing with them and making stories about them was my favorite past time. =) BatmanI haven't been seeing much of my superhero lately. I think they changed the timeslot of Justice League and The Batman on Cartoon Network so now I can't even catch a glimpse of my Knight In Dark Armor. *sighs* I miss Batman, I really do!
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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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(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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