here we go again

so i got jumped the other night by 4 guys, and i guess u could say i had it coming maybe. this guy called me a pussy a couple of weeks ago, but i had my 6 year old nephew with me so i didnt stop but it really pissed me off so the next time i saw him i called him out but he wouldnt fight, any ways thursday night after class i went to this party at my sisters house and dude was there. some shit happened he called some people that came and didnt do shit, anyways friday i went to this dudes house, and i guess he is one of their cousins ive known him for years but didnt know that anyways i went into his bodyshop and shut the door down when i did my "buddy" locked the shop which was not entirely un common in the evening time but about that time the two guys that i had clled out and didnt wanna fight came out and another dude stepped up and they all swang out towards the end of the fight i thought i was gonna lose my legs but the owner of the shop and oldest of all of us stepped out and i was just fighting the two, which was okay i had that but out of no where the fourth guy smashed a motorecycle helmet over my head about the time i was going black i took one in the nose that woke me up and soaked me with blood any ways as im getting a hold of dude that smashed my nose the owner of the shop yelled its done, man im mad but i was glad it was done, for the moment he asked me if it was squashed, i told him it was, but hell no this shit aint squashed, plus it cost me my place to live so i have to move my Rv in 30 days which is fine i have land but i have school here for 8 weeks so for a month im gonna have to figure something out in el ghetto and for those of u who know me thats not good all the change in my life but i will always be me whatever that means i only grow and learn and mature, but realize i will always be striving towards what God wants me to be he knows my steps before i take them, so my mistakes are all accounted for in his book they are there before i make them and each one is like the potter with his clay, and every time it falls down he the potter re shapes the vessel anyways im rambling i need some sleep, but more than sleep i need some rest