A long time ago in a suburbia far far away I was an upper class elitist snob. I had two girlfriends in all of high school, one a cheerleader (freshman & sophomore years) and the other the class president (junior & senior years). I never really paid attention to anyone outside my little clique other than to laugh at them. Anyways, graduation came and went.

After my first year of college I dropped out and spent the rest of my college fund on a surfing trip to the Philippines. To make a long story short I had my first encounter with poverty, became involved in relief work, and over the course of the last three years the guy I was in high school was forgotten.

Or so I thought.

I just came back to Indiana this past January and ran into this really awesome "alternative style" girl I went to high school with. Problem is, she remembers me as a total preppy jackass instead of a guy whose spent the last 3 1/2 years living without electricity. I absolutely hate shoving the work I've done in people's faces and getting high on myself so I'm always hesitant to bring it up. So how can I convince her that I've changed, or do I just have to live with the sins of the past?

Thanks for any advice you have to offer!