After years of trekking over to Raymond James Stadium in downtown Tampa on Saturday nights, I'm more than just a fan.
I sat on the edge of my seat during some of the school's most memorable games.
When the Bulls spanked the ninth ranked Louisville Cardinals in 2005, back when we were hardly a top five team in the state of Florida, I was there.
When we climbed all the way up to No. 2 in last season's rankings, I was there.
I've supported players who are now leaving their mark on professional teams such as Buffalo Bills' linebacker Kawika Mitchell, Denver Broncos' running back Andre Hall, and Dallas Cowboys' cornerback Anthony Henry.
Back when nobody knew when USF stood for, I just laughed and continued rooting on the Bulls.
And through it all, I was always curious what it would be like to sit in the student section, screaming with hundreds of others who are as passionate about the Bulls as I am. Painting my body gold and green and chanting "U-S-F" with my fellow students.
I no longer have to wonder.
Last Monday, I received the letter in the mail. As soon as I read the word, "Congratulations" I started beaming. I had been admitted into the University of South Florida. I will be majoring in Mass Communications and starting down the path towards a career in Journalism.
After four years of stressing out about SATs and GPAs, it's time to focus on more important things.
You know, things like college football, partying, and relishing the college experience.
There's one last thing I have to say for this article to be complete and the majority of you probably already know what's coming.