I was walking down the street earlier when I walked past four black guys on the other side of the road. One of them yelled out an insult to me so I just told him to go fuck himself. Then all four of them come to the other side of the road and surround me and I see that one of them is somebody I had a little scuffle with earlier this year. I knew that moment I was getting jumped so in order to create an escape route I punched the leader of the group and ran like hell, until one of them caught me and all four of them ganged up on me. At that point punches were coming at me from everywhere until by some miracle I broke out of it and ran for the woods directly off the street where I lost them. I'm pretty fucking banged up through, my vision was blurry for a couple hours after so I think I received a concussion. You have to be a major coward to just gang up on somebody like that when they're alone.
I've decided that in a lucid dream on Monday I'm whooping the ringleader's ass after we get off the bus. I'm gonna act all scared and then knock him in his jaw the moment the bus rides off, so there isn't any chance of getting suspended. It's just amazing how cowardly some people are, to bring three people to help you fight one guy.