A desperate plea from a grown up "freshman"

So, since day one of moving into our current apartment, my roommates and I have always been considered "the freshmen" or "the children". Many of you know this full well because you are guilty of the above said. Never mind that it has now been more than a year that we have lived here; we have gone through 5 roommates (3 of whom were never freshmen when they lived with us); we have techincally NOT been freshmen for a good 5 months; and at the beginning of last year when we were indeed freshmen, we were in the company of 4 others who never got the equally deserved title. Despite our resistance, we still hear comments like "oh we are headed to the freshmen's" or "I hung out with the children last night..." and sadly enough, everyone knows exactly who is being referred to. Now, I think its time we all move on. I have been thinking alot lately about the evidence that shows that we are no longer the "children" we once were.

Among our behaviors at the beginning of last year:
1) We collected toilet paper. When visitors came, before allowing them in, we required a roll of toilet paper as something similar to a toll. Hmm...clearly we no longer do that.

2) We had a who-uses-toilet-paper-fastest contest going. Between the two bathrooms in our apartment, we actually kept tallys of each time a roll was finished. We are DEFINITELY more mature than that now (ha).

3) We started multiple parties on campus amongst our own kind...the freshmen in the dorms. Even though we knew absolutely nobody, we felt more comfortable playing ping-pong in Heritage Halls than amongst our own ward members. That is definitely not the case now.

4) We posted at least three signs in our apartment stating the following: "Men take care not to make women weep, for God counts their tears." Precious really, but more of a don't-you-old-men-even-try-anything warning than an uplifting quote. I won't comment on how that has changed...

5) We were rigid about our studying. Hours and hours were spent in the library and at home concentrating on only our studies. I only wish that were the case now.

6) Hundreds of hours were spent discussing all the OLD people in our ward and neighboring buildings. We swore we would never understand or be friends with people who were so much older than us. And yet, look at us now.

7) We had an extreme obsession for two guys in our ward. They were good looking guys and we didn't even know them at all, but such simple things as dancing with them at the stake opening social, finding out they were in our FHE group, and random visits from them were enough to send us into a screaming frenzy. You haven't seen us act like that lately, have you?

8) We received a bunch of clothes from one of the above mentioned guys that were actually his little brother's. Let's just say we had way more fun with those clothes than we should have, especially the baseball pants. Luckily, we de-junked and those things are long gone.

These are just a few examples to show that we, hopefully, have grown up in the past year. I know many of you don't think so, I can almost predict the things you are thinking. "You will always be freshmen in our hearts!", "You are still so immature that your status will never advance..." and on and on and on. But deep down you know that life would never have been the same if we had never shown up. Let's just all come to the agreement that Camille and I and our poor other roommates can't possibly be freshmen for the rest of our lives! At least for the sake of our new roomies, can we all just move on?