Fanny and Me

Normally, when I take a Jane Austen heroine type of test I come out as Emma Woodhouse. If I'm feeling extra spunky that day, I could be branded as Elizabeth Bennett. I suppose there are worse Austen characters to be labeled as, take Lydia Bennett for example. Although my younger self is a lot like Emma, I'm not so meddlesome anymore. My Mr. Knightly has done some amazing things in my life too. But being "Emma" is still always a bad dream come back to haunt me.

When I took this test, I thought the results were interesting:

Your result for The Jane Austen heroine Test...
Fanny Price
62% romance, 45% sauciness, 46% etiquette, 69% intelligence

Still waters run deep. You've got plenty of intelligence and more heart than you get credit for. But you never say a word when insulted, and this reticence sometimes allows others to assume you're a pushover. You're also a bit shy in mixed company, which leads those who don't know you well to accuse you of snobbery. They couldn't be more wrong! You just never seem to know what to say. Of course, the meek shall inherit the earth...eventually. But do you really want to wait that long for redemption?

Ideal matches: Edmund Bertram, Edward Ferrars, Captain Benwick, Colonel Brandon
Guaranteed heartbreak: Frank Churchill, John Thorpe
Not worthy of your affections: Henry Crawford, John Willoughby

Yup, only the closest to me know how much I've been truly riled or insulted. And Lord knows they'll hear me rant until I've gotten it out of my system, forgiven and forgotten. And yes, I have been called a snob because I wouldn't participate in some discussions. Honestly, I just didn't have anything to add. Meek? Well, the jury is still out. If anything, I'm like Ben Franklin in that regard: "I added Humility to my list, giving an extensive meaning to the word. I cannot boast of much success in acquiring the reality of this virtue, but I had a good deal with regard to the appearance of it."

Edmund Bertram definitely has his appeal. Mr. Ferrars never really was my cup of tea, although Colonel Brandon would make any woman an amazing husband... Frank Churchill and Henry Crawford both struck me the same way: rake! Willoughby too.

How about you?