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A Caleruega Wedding
My mom and I attended a wedding last Sunday at one of the prettiest locations south of the Metro: Caleruega in Nasugbu, Batangas. It was the wedding of the daughter of one of mom's officemates, and turned out to be a very simple but touching affair. I know it was not my first time at the venue (I vaguely remember having visited it for a retreat way back in high school), but it certainly felt like so. It was like seeing the place with a new pair of glasses - one that allowed for the sight and appreciation of love, happiness, and all the other things couples promise each other.
I guess at 23, these are things you start thinking about. I'm going to be honest: when I feel stressed, frustrated, and anxious because of school (which is like 90% of the time), one of my guilty pleasures is looking at wedding videos. My blockmate Chrissa and I secretly love getting our fill of Jason Magbanua, Bob Nicolas, Mayad Studios, and all other Bride and Breakfast approved snippets when we're wide awake at 2:00 am finishing cases for class. It's funny, because we've never been the type to ever nag our boyfriends about it. We don't bring it up with them; we don't secretly affix our boyfriends' surnames after ours in the backs of our notebooks. (Although we've tried. Haha!) It's not even something we can foresee ourselves doing in the near future. But, it's just fun. There's something uniquely satisfying about looking at pretty dresses, with nice color schemes, held in beautiful locations, featuring lovely, happy people. It's so pleasant. It's certainly not as daunting and terrifying as law school. It's kind of like an escape. We like what we see, we appreciate the aesthetic. We feel assured that there is still love and genuine joy to be found in some pockets of the world. And then we close our laptops shut and go back to reading about dissolutions of corporations (and marriages).
So yes, I was pretty excited about it. After three years in law school, you kind of look forward to practically anything that does not completely deplete the joy from out of you. You feel enthused about throwing out all can'ts and shouldn'ts out the window. Weddings are the enemies of the cynical. It's fun to be invited to an event that makes disbelievers unwelcome.
Anyway, I didn't take that many photos because I was too caught up in the flurry of everything (I had my jaw on the floor because of how quick all the wedding shenanigans were happening; I was on a pew a few steps away from the laptop and I swear I don't remember a word from the homily because I was busy being impressed at the same-day-edit guys), but the few ones I did get turned out to be pretty decent.
This is where my post turns into another satisfactory review of my HTC Re. I'm sorry, okay, but I'm still really impressed! Granted, I have zero-photography knowledge and a skill of absolutely nil when it comes to cameras, so you shouldn't probably take this as gospel truth. But I speak no lies: Once again, I was convinced. The Re is indeed the "action camera" for the everyman (aka noob) like me.
The ceremony was held at the Transfiguration Chapel on top of the hill. What a sight.
Look at that wide-angle shot! It's like straight out of a postcard.
It helps that the place is picturesque to begin with.
These are the steps leading down to the bottom of the hill, where the reception hall is.
Granted, the Re still has major cons, one of which is the absence of a viewfinder. (If you're not familiar with how it looks like: here.) As such, most of the shots will be made primarily out of luck and wishful thinking. That is, you'll never know how good your pictures are when you take them. To be fair, there is an app you can download that allows you to use your phone or tablet screen as the viewfinder. But it was too cumbersome for me, because it isn't compatible with my budget phone and I found my iPad too bulky. So I just threw all caution in the wind, took shots like an old-school 90s photographer who won't see the photos until after I've taken them all, and prayed for tsamba.
Since the default setting of the Re is wide-angle, most of the shots will not end up perfectly framed. (Exhibit A: the pic above.) But that's fine, and if you're not too particular about that, or you have no problems cropping it a little later, it's all kosher.
On the other side of the coin, for non-photographers who can't really be bothered with the right angles and framing, it's great because the lens just takes in everything around your subject - you can't possibly screw up a photo. You're bound to capture something pretty good. (Exhibit B1 and B2: the ones below.)
Obviously, the lack of flash lessens the image quality when you are indoors or at night. But they didn't come out as terrible. (Like I said here and here.) Perhaps some phones can take better pictures than these in the same conditions, but I'm still impressed. Again, though, I'm not a photographer, and my threshold for photo satisfaction is kinda low but I would still give these pictures a decent score and the HTC guys a slow clap. I mean, sure some pictures end up with apparent noise - but considering that it has no flash at all and at night - how can these be so bad?
I swear, the following photos are #NOFILTER. I'm telling you.
Look at how blue the sky turned out! This was taken around 7 in the evening.
I have no idea how that happened, but man, what a lovely shade of royal blue!
Everything looked glowing. Whimsical, even. Again, reminding you that this is no filter.
Did I tell you already how blue that sky is!? Awesomesauce.
This is not as sharp as I would have liked, but the details at the back still stood out quite nicely.
Unfortunately, I didn't get to have my picture taken with the couple, because I'm not really well acquainted with both. I was just my mom's plus-one. But it was nice being invited inside their little bubble and be made to feel like a part of their story. Eight years together, man, that's no joke. It's really impressive. I hope this is only the beginning of even greater adventures for the two of them.
Okay, so all camera-gushing aside, I really did have fun at the wedding. Sometimes I get the feeling that events like this can be kind of clique-ish, that is, when you're not particularly close with the couple, it's easy to feel out of place. But that was not the case here. The wedding was intimate and cozy, very much like the venue they chose. Caleruega is stunning. And without doubt, it lent a very authentic and sincere feel, the kind that makes you believe that love is simple and easy and uncomplicated. Of course, at 23, one knows better. But, sometimes, if you're lucky, you get to grace a wedding such as this, with the thought of one person in mind, and hope against hope, you find yourself wishing for the best.
Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Olalia!
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A Caleruega Wedding
My mom and I attended a wedding last Sunday at one of the prettiest locations south of the Metro: Caleruega in Nasugbu, Batangas. It was the wedding of the daughter of one of mom's officemates, and turned out to be a very simple but touching affair. I know it was not my first time at the venue (I vaguely remember having visited it for a retreat way back in high school), but it certainly felt like so. It was like seeing the place with a new pair of glasses - one that allowed for the sight and appreciation of love, happiness, and all the other things couples promise each other.
I guess at 23, these are things you start thinking about. I'm going to be honest: when I feel stressed, frustrated, and anxious because of school (which is like 90% of the time), one of my guilty pleasures is looking at wedding videos. My blockmate Chrissa and I secretly love getting our fill of Jason Magbanua, Bob Nicolas, Mayad Studios, and all other Bride and Breakfast approved snippets when we're wide awake at 2:00 am finishing cases for class. It's funny, because we've never been the type to ever nag our boyfriends about it. We don't bring it up with them; we don't secretly affix our boyfriends' surnames after ours in the backs of our notebooks. (Although we've tried. Haha!) It's not even something we can foresee ourselves doing in the near future. But, it's just fun. There's something uniquely satisfying about looking at pretty dresses, with nice color schemes, held in beautiful locations, featuring lovely, happy people. It's so pleasant. It's certainly not as daunting and terrifying as law school. It's kind of like an escape. We like what we see, we appreciate the aesthetic. We feel assured that there is still love and genuine joy to be found in some pockets of the world. And then we close our laptops shut and go back to reading about dissolutions of corporations (and marriages).
So yes, I was pretty excited about it. After three years in law school, you kind of look forward to practically anything that does not completely deplete the joy from out of you. You feel enthused about throwing out all can'ts and shouldn'ts out the window. Weddings are the enemies of the cynical. It's fun to be invited to an event that makes disbelievers unwelcome.
Anyway, I didn't take that many photos because I was too caught up in the flurry of everything (I had my jaw on the floor because of how quick all the wedding shenanigans were happening; I was on a pew a few steps away from the laptop and I swear I don't remember a word from the homily because I was busy being impressed at the same-day-edit guys), but the few ones I did get turned out to be pretty decent.
This is where my post turns into another satisfactory review of my HTC Re. I'm sorry, okay, but I'm still really impressed! Granted, I have zero-photography knowledge and a skill of absolutely nil when it comes to cameras, so you shouldn't probably take this as gospel truth. But I speak no lies: Once again, I was convinced. The Re is indeed the "action camera" for the everyman (aka noob) like me.
The ceremony was held at the Transfiguration Chapel on top of the hill. What a sight.
Look at that wide-angle shot! It's like straight out of a postcard.
It helps that the place is picturesque to begin with.
These are the steps leading down to the bottom of the hill, where the reception hall is.
Granted, the Re still has major cons, one of which is the absence of a viewfinder. (If you're not familiar with how it looks like: here.) As such, most of the shots will be made primarily out of luck and wishful thinking. That is, you'll never know how good your pictures are when you take them. To be fair, there is an app you can download that allows you to use your phone or tablet screen as the viewfinder. But it was too cumbersome for me, because it isn't compatible with my budget phone and I found my iPad too bulky. So I just threw all caution in the wind, took shots like an old-school 90s photographer who won't see the photos until after I've taken them all, and prayed for tsamba.
Since the default setting of the Re is wide-angle, most of the shots will not end up perfectly framed. (Exhibit A: the pic above.) But that's fine, and if you're not too particular about that, or you have no problems cropping it a little later, it's all kosher.
On the other side of the coin, for non-photographers who can't really be bothered with the right angles and framing, it's great because the lens just takes in everything around your subject - you can't possibly screw up a photo. You're bound to capture something pretty good. (Exhibit B1 and B2: the ones below.)
Obviously, the lack of flash lessens the image quality when you are indoors or at night. But they didn't come out as terrible. (Like I said here and here.) Perhaps some phones can take better pictures than these in the same conditions, but I'm still impressed. Again, though, I'm not a photographer, and my threshold for photo satisfaction is kinda low but I would still give these pictures a decent score and the HTC guys a slow clap. I mean, sure some pictures end up with apparent noise - but considering that it has no flash at all and at night - how can these be so bad?
I swear, the following photos are #NOFILTER. I'm telling you.
Look at how blue the sky turned out! This was taken around 7 in the evening.
I have no idea how that happened, but man, what a lovely shade of royal blue!
Everything looked glowing. Whimsical, even. Again, reminding you that this is no filter.
Did I tell you already how blue that sky is!? Awesomesauce.
This is not as sharp as I would have liked, but the details at the back still stood out quite nicely.
Unfortunately, I didn't get to have my picture taken with the couple, because I'm not really well acquainted with both. I was just my mom's plus-one. But it was nice being invited inside their little bubble and be made to feel like a part of their story. Eight years together, man, that's no joke. It's really impressive. I hope this is only the beginning of even greater adventures for the two of them.
Okay, so all camera-gushing aside, I really did have fun at the wedding. Sometimes I get the feeling that events like this can be kind of clique-ish, that is, when you're not particularly close with the couple, it's easy to feel out of place. But that was not the case here. The wedding was intimate and cozy, very much like the venue they chose. Caleruega is stunning. And without doubt, it lent a very authentic and sincere feel, the kind that makes you believe that love is simple and easy and uncomplicated. Of course, at 23, one knows better. But, sometimes, if you're lucky, you get to grace a wedding such as this, with the thought of one person in mind, and hope against hope, you find yourself wishing for the best.
Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Olalia!
________________________________________________________________
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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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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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