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 am twenty-one years old, but nobody believes me when I tell them that. I am completely in love with the University of the Philippines, where I just graduated with a degree in Creative Writing, and where I am currently a first year Law student. 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, just as much as I enjoy finding them.

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Writer for Stache Magazine
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)
Postcard from Diliman (Youngblood, Philippine Daily Inquirer)
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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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 (that was 2004), right around the time I started getting fascinated by blogging. I was thinking of a new URL for my blog, and the name just stuck - well, how could it not? And the rest, as they say, is history.

Yeah, it's nothing fancy, really. I wish there was a more exciting reason behind it but, no, sorry. :))

                 

Cowgirl Annie
Tacit
Field trip
a good morning
Latch - Disclosure ft. Sam Smith School starts...
I've been writing again
Oh, 2012.
Hello from the pristine white-sand shores of Bora...
Let your heart be light
Signs of life


An attempt at poetry; Books; Bullets; Creative nonfiction; CW; Featured; Feeble attempts at poetry; Fiction; Finger exercises; Law school; Playwriting; Poetry; Senioritis; Shuffle Wednesdays; Summer; The Pillow Book; Thesis; UP


February 2005; March 2005; April 2005; May 2005; June 2005; July 2005; August 2005; September 2005; October 2005; November 2005; December 2005; January 2006; February 2006; March 2006; April 2006; May 2006; June 2006; July 2006; August 2006; September 2006; October 2006; November 2006; December 2006; January 2007; March 2007; April 2007; May 2007; June 2007; July 2007; August 2007; October 2007; November 2007; December 2007; January 2008; February 2008; March 2008; April 2008; May 2008; June 2008; July 2008; August 2008; September 2008; October 2008; November 2008; December 2008; January 2009; February 2009; March 2009; April 2009; May 2009; June 2009; July 2009; August 2009; September 2009; October 2009; November 2009; December 2009; January 2010; February 2010; March 2010; April 2010; May 2010; June 2010; July 2010; August 2010; September 2010; October 2010; November 2010; December 2010; January 2011; February 2011; March 2011; April 2011; May 2011; June 2011; July 2011; August 2011; September 2011; October 2011; November 2011; December 2011; January 2012; February 2012; March 2012; April 2012; May 2012; June 2012; July 2012; August 2012; September 2012; October 2012; November 2012; December 2012; January 2013; February 2013; March 2013; April 2013; May 2013;

So I've decided to disable the comments for a while. But you can still drop your comments, questions, violent reactions, love letters, and whatnot in this nifty little thing here. I must admit I haven't been updating this as often as I used to but rest assured I get all of them right in my inbox, so fire away.

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Are 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.

This layout is inspired by the poem For Women Who Are Difficult To Love by Warsan Shire, from whom I draw great strength and inspiration. Her poetry is something I came across at a very difficult time in my life, which is probably why I now find myself running to her work whenever I feel like the universe is not on my side. This poem in particular echoes the loudest - a year after stumbling upon it, I am still overwhelmed by its truth and its urgency.

and you tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him traveling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?

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