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Look for the girl with the broken smile.

Karla Bernardo goes to the University of the Philippines, where she is soon to graduate with a degree in Creative Writing, because she likes books enough to want to write them. She is currently a features writer for Stache Magazine and has had her work featured on New-Slang. Her late nights often consist of intense lovemaking with Oreos and passionate trysts with many strange, interesting (but very fictional) men. Her bookshelves are in dire need of repair. She enjoys scribbling letters in cursive, and wishes that the interrobang be brought back from extinction because much like this punctuation mark, she finds thrill in the questioning. She has the tendency to get too attached to song lyrics, especially those of Stars, Metric, and Deftones. She thinks it’s amusing that if you Google her name, you will find the Wikipedia entry for a Canadian serial killer – which is why she suggests you just type Bombastarr instead, so you can stalk her better through her blog of seven years (and counting).

If you've been living under a rock and think Bombastarr is a threat to world peace or an object of covetousness, well get with the program, it's called a colloquial metaphor.

She's kind of explosive. (Which just her fanciful way of saying she is filled with angst-ridden emotions and rollercoaster-like mood swings, aka raging hormones.)

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Featured Works

Writer at Stache Magazine
A Spectrum of Change (December 2011)
Digital Art (October 2011)
Elements of Style (June 2011)
In Her White Dress (All-Art April 2011 issue)

Introductions (at TeenInk)
One by One (at TeenInk)
An Ode to The Pillow Book (at New-Slang)

Elsewhere

I'm pretty much everywhere, except Tumblr. Call me old-fashioned, but I'm a Blogger baby forever.

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Recently

And now back to regular programming..
Dearest raging teenage hormones,
On My Bedside Table: The Long-Awaited Edition
Closing time.
Almost there.
Why, hello there, October.
Where are my Oreos when I most need them?
Of blonde ambitions.
Hello, September.
The morning after pill.

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