Authors Note: Hello Azula fans. I just thought I'd post this artikel here. anda probably know oleh now but I cinta menulis these. Azula is so much fun to psychoanalyze. This is a little story about a night on the way to Ba Sing Se. Enjoy.

Azula peered into the warm darkness before her as she began to feel her face in a state of quiet panic. It had happened again. She had had a dream; a nightmare. The api Nation princess turned to look at Mai and Ty Lee. Both girls were fast asleep. "I should wake them.", thought a frightened Azula as she began to reach towards Mai. Before she could bring her Han...

Boring. Boring. Sad. Sad.

Everyday, Azula felt boring. Nothing happy comes in her life. She wondered if anyone remember he birthday tomorrow. But then she knew no one cared about her. She remembered Ursa, in her childhood days Ursa never give her a present on her birthday, but did on Zuko's.

Azula remembered what happened yesterday, when she dream that everyone was selanjutnya to her side and would tell her not to give up, even Ozai.

Today, Azula remembered the past. Then she finally understood why Ozai wouldn't let her follow him for the attack, that was because Ozai used her intelligence as a weapon,...

How?
Do I sleep,
Do I eat?

How?
Do I brush my hair,
Do I wash my face?

How?
Do I give my orders,
Do I rule my nation?

How?

Me? Undeserving, ugly, twisted me?

Mother? I need you. The tears are coming down onto my paper again. My diary is becoming very wet. Mother?

I write to anda because I cannot speak to you. And be me.

Azula. Poor Azula they must all say. The servants, the people...my friends.

Oh my friends. How I envy them so.

Ty Lee and her charisma. Everyone loves her. She's all smiles.

Mai. Quiet. Wit sharp as a razor. Silent confidence. Nonchalance.

Me. Poor ugly undeserving me.

How will I make it,...