Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Amateur blogger

holaa ma blog, long time not to see you and touch you :)


i'm so such an amateur blogger
1. can't do changing themes as per i want
2. very lazy to speak up in my word, just copy here, paste there. 
3. need strong effort to write on my mind :D


well.. at least i have willingness to start it again ^^


cherios!