Ahmed, Jasmine Hala

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Jasmine Hala Ahmed

* tell us a little about yourself.

You actually wanna know about me? Well… as weird as it is, I’ll give your bait a bite. I’m not all that interesting, believe me. My name is Jasmine Hala Ahmed, and I‘m twenty-one years old. My mom named me ’Jasmine’ after some type of flower. She loved to watch them bloom in the spring; or at least, that’s what my father tells me. ’Hala’ means “halo around the moon.” Not sure why my mother picked that, out of all the names in the world. But I guess it’s kinda pretty. I really love the meaning.

I was born in Saudi Arabia, of all places, on April 15th. I don’t really remember that part of my life, seeing as we moved outta there a long time ago. ‘We’ being my father and I. I probably mentioned my mother earlier, didn’t I? I should probably elaborate. My mom died when I was about… two days old? That’s what I’ve gathered, from what my daddy’s told me. My dad avoids the topic of my mother as much as he can, which is why I don’t know much about her. I also think that’s the reason he moved out of the desert and into the states, but if I wanted to sit around, playing guessing games about my dad, I’d be here all day.

My dad started an oil company when we moved to the states again-- it was small, but it grew as time went on. It made my dad filthy stinkin’ rich, and as a result, I became his pampered little princess.

We moved around a lot until I got older. We started out in New York, moved to Texas, struck some black gold, went on to California, Nevada, Louisiana, Florida, Ohio, and finally, North Carolina. As much as I loved moving around and exploring new places, I didn’t really get the chance to go out in the places I lived. My dad was overprotective, and that’s an understatement. I was home schooled, so meeting people my age wasn’t an option. It was just easier for our ‘life in the fast lane’ lifestyle. I didn’t get attached, I didn’t meet people, and I didn’t explore the towns we lived in. But my dad did buy me an orange tabby cat, which I named Tiger (Real original, right?). He was pretty much my only form of entertainment, and only companion.

So now, me, Tiger, and my dad are here in Walten. I’m hoping to move out, and meet some people. I’m sick of being the sheltered little princess.

* what are some of your positive traits?

Well, on the shallow side, I’ve been told I’m extremely beautiful. By a lot of people. I’m sick of hearing it, honestly. I think that what matters is what’s skin deep, and it’s truly shallow to say that beauty is the only thing that matters. But anyway, hmmm… I guess I’m great with animals. They love me, too. Just ask Tiger. I also adore kids. I can’t see myself having as many as most women from my country do, but I could suffice having one or two. From the few people I did meet around the towns I lived in, they told me I was quite cunning and convincing. I’m a good liar, which is probably something else that could get me into trouble.

Once you get past my serious side, I have a great sense of humor. I’ve been known to mix seriousness into my humor; you probably won’t even realize when I’m joking around with you. Once you get past my protective shell, I can be one of the funniest people you’ll ever meet.

I guess I’m pretty down to earth, as well. For a rich girl like me, that’s a rare find. I know what I want out of life, and I don’t plan on letting anything hold me back on accomplishing my goals. Whether it’s my name, my looks, or my gender, nothing’s going to stop me. I’ll go to great lengths to prove people wrong if they have any doubts about me. I can do anything a man can, and probably more.

* what are some things that you can improve on?

This one should be easy. For starters, I’m a rash thinker. I don’t entirely plan my decisions before I carry them out. That’s a bad thing, because it gets me into a lot of trouble in the long run. I’m also not very good with authority figures. I hate being bossed around, with a passion. It might sound spoiled of me to say, but bossing me around won’t get you anywhere. It will only make me lose respect in the long run.

I have issues trusting, and it’s hard for me to let people in. I hate this about myself, but I make assumptions about everyone at first glance. I don’t mean by their looks-- but by their titles. After being around so many rich people in my life, I’ve tried to block out the labels and statuses. And usually, I make the same assumption about the pompous, rich, jerks that come into my life. Anyone that hits on me, tries to become my friend, or just a casual bump in, it means they’re only after one thing: my money. I want someone who appreciates me for me, and not just because of my social status or my looks. I love mingling with people that aren’t rich or important, because it gives me a sense of normalcy in my life. A sense that I never really had.

Sometimes, I can be too serious, but that’s because of my upbringing. I have a great sense of humor once I’m comfortable, but I can probably come off as serious to those that have just met me. It’s hard for me to open up, and I guess that’s because of my background. Never going out with people your own age has that effect on ya.

I’m horribly stubborn and don’t back down for anyone. I could care less what impression people get of me, but I don’t see how that matters. It might sound selfish of me, but my goal in life is to get myself completely happy for once, instead of pleasing everyone else.

* what's your biggest secret? we won't tell.

Secrets? You’re assuming I have secrets? Well… I guess everyone does, right? My dad expects me to marry a man from Saudi Arabia, of our background and all, or one of his business partners. But honestly, that idea nauseates me. Marrying a man twenty years older than me, a man that expects me to have ten children alone is insane. Someone that expects me to never speak my mind, and be completely traditional all the time? I don’t think I could stand it! I’d love someone my own age, with the same ideals as me. I know I’d never find that in some stodgy old man from the Middle East. No, thank you. I know it’s not exactly right to defy tradition like this, but I can’t help it! What kind of person would I be if I didn’t stand up for myself? I can’t do what my father wants. I have to live my own life.

* what does your heart want?

Haha, that’s a first. Usually, I’m only told what I’m supposed to want. But I’m a free spirit, I guess. My mind isn’t completely set on love and romance. Though meeting a guy my own age, with my interests would be nice, I don’t want to be one of those girls that focuses on love and romance alone. Girls that do that sicken me. And girls that just give into what their families want is the same thing. Why would your parent’s opinion keep you from your true love? But my own personal preferences… I guess I’d love someone that could show me some real fun. Someone not afraid to push boundaries, but also maintain a charismatic and exciting aura. Someone that could show me the world-- as many places as I’ve lived, I still don’t feel satisfied. Besides, I never really saw those places. I just lived there. There are so many things that I have to explore before I leave this world. If I met a guy that could show them to me, he would have a piece of my heart.

* what do you do in your spare time?

I love reading. I may not seem like the type, but when I was little, one of my caretakers introduced me to the hobby. I was complaining about being bored, wanting an adventure, and the housekeeper handed me a book. “Here,” she said. “Imagine your own adventure.” As corny as it sounded, I was willing to try anything. So I read. From then on, it’s been one of my favorite past times.

Honestly, I haven’t found many things I’m good at yet. I know, it’s pretty sad, especially since I’m in my twenties now. I guess a love of writing formed in my love of reading. I started reading dinky poems when I was a teenager. Honestly, they weren’t very good. I’ve moved onto fictional stories, even though those aren’t very good either. But maybe with enough practice, I could get good and sell a story. I’ve never had a job, so finding one is unnecessary at the moment. My dad refuses to let me take care of myself. It’s horrible, because once I’m on my own, I won’t know how to do a thing, but I guess I’ll learn. Oh, I’m getting off topic, aren’t I? My spare time, right.

I love watching those old classic movies, with epic romances. Gone With the Wind, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Casablanca-- some of my favorites. Those movies had more class than the ones now. The actors and actresses just made everything feel so real. You went through their adventures with them, and that’s why I love them. Movies nowadays don’t even compare. I can’t get enough of those classic romances. My favorite actor would have to be James Dean. Actress? Liz Taylor. Such a gorgeous woman.

As sad as it sounds, I love going out to playgrounds and swinging, sliding down slides, and just playing like a kid. I can’t say I’ve ever done it before at this age, but I miss it. I’d love to visit a playground again, and just relive my childhood. Nothing could be more fun than that.

* so what does your family life look like?

Well, leaving my dad out of a conversation is almost impossible with me. He gets on my nerves, drives me up the wall, obsesses over my protection, and yet, I love him more than anything. My dad is the biggest part of my life-- I can’t imagine living without him, as sad as it is. He’s taken care of me since my mother died, even if it was such a big hassle. He provided me with everything I needed, toys, clothes, food, even when we didn’t have the money for it. And then he started his oil company-- Ahmed Oil-- and we were suddenly in the money. He bought me everything he could, because he wanted to give his daughter the “perfect life.” But I don’t think my dad realizes that there isn’t such a thing. He wanted to give me everything my mother didn’t have. My mother-- that’s a subject I can’t really elaborate on. I never knew her, and speaking of her has always been hard for my father. I don’t think he realized how much he loved her until she was gone-- but I guess that’s the way it goes in a lot of relationships.

Once we hit the big time, my dad’s job had us moving everywhere. I’ve lived in tons of different states. But the sad part is, I never really saw any parts of them. My dad was very worried about my security. He was paranoid, to say the least. Always worried about someone kidnapping me, holding me for ransom, or some junk. He even had me home schooled because of it. I could go outside for a limited amount of time while father was away. He trusted the housekeepers almost as much as he trusted the “outsiders,” but he couldn’t leave me alone, especially when I was a little girl.

Things were great, up until I turned about sixteen. I was supposed to get married; it was one of the big cultural things my father believed in thoroughly. I don’t see things his way, though. He brought around his own business partners, and showed me pictures of nice boys from back ‘home’ in Saudi Arabia. I refuse to let him marry me off like that. I know tradition is important to him, but I don’t think he realizes that this is the twenty-first century. I know we need to make some boundaries-- setting what’s important to him and what’s important to me, but at the moment, I think there are too many differences between us.

The only other real family I had are housekeepers, and my cat, Tiger. But other than that, it’s just been me and daddy.

We’ve finally settled down, I guess-- in Walten, North Carolina. From the looks of it, the place looks nice, so I’m hoping we stay here for a while. I’m in my twenties now, which means I’m old enough to get out and explore on my own. Daddy’s not keeping me tied down anymore.

* what are the memorable moments in your life?

You’d think the death of a mother would be a tragic event-- but for me, it’s more about the fact that I virtually know nothing about her. You can’t really miss someone you never knew. My dad keeps my facts about my mother on the down low, but I guess that’s because he misses her so much. But I know three things: her age when she died (35), what she died of (breast cancer), and how old she was when she met my dad (18). Other than that… my dad hasn’t really told me anything. I guess missing a mother figure in my life has messed with my head a bit. Yeah, puberty was confusing for me, like it was confusing for everyone-- but it just wasn’t easy when I had no one to talk to. I had housekeepers and “servants,” but none I was really close to. My dad was away a lot, so talking to him was out of the option-- not like he’d understand, anyway. He showed me affection and all that, but talking about things, especially as I grew older, was tough. He still viewed me as that little girl he took home from the hospital. And I’m still trying to break away from that image. But yeah, I guess you could say it’s tough not having a mother around or knowing a thing about her. I just hope she’s proud of me.

When I found out my dad wanted me to get married at sixteen, I was shocked in the least bit. I thought he loved me more than that-- and he just wanted to ship me off to some old man, so I could have kids, and never leave the house? No one would ever tame me like that. I know it’s tradition, but it’s the twenty-first century. Marriage, especially for someone so young, isn’t only looked down upon… but I think it’s illegal. I fought tooth and nail against his stupid little traditions. He wanted me to be happy with my “husband” and everyone I met, I refused. My dad didn’t like it, but hey-- this is my life. I’m still not married, and I’m in my twenties. Mission accomplished: I’m not married. But my dad still bothers me about it from time to time. Talking about his other friends back home in Saudi Arabia, whose daughters married nice young men (or old. You just never know). I still refuse to give in. I’m just glad he sees that I’m not letting him live my life for me.

I guess the last most memorable thing would be moving around. Ever since I was a little girl, I can remember our travels. Whether it was on vacation, or moving to another state because of my dad’s job, we were on the move ever since my dad came to the states when I was a little baby. He started out in New York, because of how busy it was, and how many jobs there’d be, we stayed there for a while. My dad isn’t very open about this time in his life either, so I don’t know much about it. Where he worked, where we lived, not a thing. All I know is, after a year, we moved down to Texas. That’s where my daddy hit the big time with oil. He’s never told me the story of how, but I guess he was thrown from a pauper’s life into one of a king. I wish he’d tell me more stuff about it-- that’d make it easier to explain. But what can ya do? By that time, I was about four years old. That’s when my memories become less faded.

I remember moving clearly, and I loved it. The chance to explore, to have an adventure, just exhilarates me. But I never really got the chance to go out, because my father was so overprotective. I was even home schooled because of it. It made me really shy as a little girl. I had no social skills whatsoever, because of feeling so alone all the time. But I’ve learned to put my fear aside and just let loose. When I got older, it made things easier when we had to move. So my dad got a bunch of helpers and we packed up, from state to state. From Texas, onto California, Nevada, Florida, Ohio, and for the moment, we’re in Walten, North Carolina. I’m hoping I can finally get out and explore the places we live in, so I can finally feel satisfied. I’m a grown woman, after all. I can’t stay locked up in daddy’s ivory tower forever.

* so we've heard that you're a lot like Jasmine

name: Jasmine- Obvious.
Hala- I thought this was a good one, but I’m not sure why. The ‘halo around the moon’ part made me think of the ‘A Whole New World’ scene in Aladdin.
Ahmed- It’s just an Arabic last name.
play by: Freida Pinto - Freida has a great smile, and she just lights up. She has long black hair like Jasmine, and she really does look like she could be a Disney princess.
positive traits: Jasmine had a lot of animals in the movies-- a cage full of birds, a tiger, a parrot (Even
though it wasn’t necessarily hers, but…), a monkey (Also not really hers), but they all lived together, under the same roof. I’m guessing she had to have at least a little love for them (Even though Iago is pretty hard to love), so I’m sure she loves animals. Jasmine wasn’t really a funny character, and she definitely wasn’t comic relief, but from other roleplays I’ve done, I’ve learned that she’s a humorous character, once you get past her snappy exterior. And that’s quite hard, mind you. She isn’t really like Genie, with gags and the like, but her humor is more calm and smart aleck. My Jasmine is the same way.

Unlike most Disney princesses, Jasmine didn’t really have her head in the clouds. She was smart, and level headed. She knew what she wanted out of life and she wasn’t going to let anyone decide her fate for her.
negative traits: Jasmine showed that she really didn’t think things through when she escaped into the marketplace. Out of the kindness in her heart, she gave that little kid an apple… only to get in trouble a few seconds later. They both don’t think decisions out entirely.

Jasmine hated being told what to do, whether it was by her father or Jafar. Neither Jasmines take orders from authority figures, even if it defies traditions.

In the movie, when Jasmine met Prince Ali, she expected him to be like every other prince she’d met. Arrogant, a jerk, only wanted her as a trophy wife. But as she got to know him, she learned that that was anything but true. It shows that she’s prone to judgmental thoughts and it also shows that she has a bit of a problem letting people in. She hates people that are cocky and arrogant, and refuses to associate with people that only care about wealth. My Jasmine is the same way.

Like I said earlier, once you get that snappy exterior, Jasmine’s sense of humor is a positive trait. But getting past the snappy exterior is the problem. She has a problem letting people in, so she might come off as serious to those that don’t know her or don’t make her feel comfortable. She’s also horribly stubborn, refusing to give into her father’s wishes or wants. Both Jasmines want to live their own lives.
orientation: Very, VERY straight. Except Jasmine doesn’t fall easily. She wants the feelings to be real, true love, even though she doesn’t expect a fairy tale.
turn ons: My Jasmine needs a man that can keep up with her high spirit and love of adventure; the movie version of Jasmine needs the same thing. Both refuse to get married to some old man because their parent wants them to. Jasmine needs someone that can truly give her a life of excitement.
turn offs: Jasmine hates arrogance or people that are only interested in her for her money. She wants someone that loves her for herself, and not just her social status.
spare time: In the movies, it doesn’t really show Jasmine doing anything… like, hobby-wise. Unless sitting in her garden or staring out into the city from her balcony count. I had to create the hobbies on my own. I can see her liking reading, because it gives her a chance to imagine the adventures she’ll supposedly never have. Writing gives her the same satisfaction, even though she hasn’t really given it a chance yet. She doesn’t think she’s very good.
family life: My Jasmine doesn’t have a mother, nor does the movie version. But both of their fathers are extremely protective.
memorable moments: My Jasmine and the movie versions of Jasmine didn’t have a mother, but I decided to give a little bit of a background to it, even if it’s not much. Jasmine didn’t move around much in the movies until after she met Aladdin; in fact, she didn’t even leave the palace walls. But both Jasmines love travel and adventure, but both of them are kept from it from their overprotective fathers. Lastly, both Jasmines choose to defy traditions. Jasmine refuses to marry a man that will only consider her a trophy, just because it’s a tradition. My Jasmine shares the same views.

this application was written by Kat, who also plays no one.

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