Pottermore

I received my Pottermore letter at 10 this morning, 9:57 to be very exact. I checked my email on my phone and my eyes went big when I saw it. I raced upstairs (skipping my morning pee, even) to accept and see this magical world and finally figure out: Am I a true Gryffindor?

After perusing and interacting with the website, the sorting came, and I was very nervous, like I used to get before a big school test.

I thought carefully about my answers, and I did not rush. (Side note / slight spoiler, I suppose: right before the sorting, there's a short video made by JK herself, stating not to rush, take the time to think about the answers, and be honest.)

After much thought over the many choices and over the questions (which were relatively easy to answer, but not so easy that you could already sort yourself), my house banner appeared on my screen and I gasped. My heart jumped a little, kind of like when your crush first hugs you, or you are presented with a surprise birthday party.
I am officially:

Ravenclaw

I'm not upset with the sorting. However, I've never seen myself as a Ravenclaw up until now.