Are you prepared for the interview? " Luhan asked, I nodded in reply just not to make him fuss over me.

     I left the house and headed to the bus-stop opposite the road. After what seemed like an eternity, the bus finally arrived.

     " HOLY ! ". I was shocked to see that the bus was packed to the brim. Nevertheless, I jostled and shoved my way down the

     aisle. The air was hot and humid. The sweaty odour was making me nauseous and giddy. The bumpy ride caused by the

     potholes made matters worse.

     The bus reached my destination and I had to squeeze my way through the crowd to disembark. I was sweating profusely but I

     heaved a sigh of relief when I managed to dislodge myself from the crammed vehicle. The crisp morning air invigorated and

     rejuvenated me. The sun shone brightly and lifted my spirits.

     Unfortunately, lady luck was not on my side. I realised that my formal attire which was previously neat and well-ironed was now

     creased and crumpled. " MY WHOLE LIFE! ". As I looked how terrible I am right now. I certainly look bedraggled as my

     hair was unkempt and my attire was socked with sweat. My knees grew weak and my body began to quiver Fear and panic

     was written all over my face.

     I took a deep breath to take stock of the situation. I was determined to remedy the problem. I would not allowed a slight hitch

     to derail my aspiratian. I summoned my courage and strode with renewed vigour into the tall building making a beeline to the

     rest room, I was delighted that I still had ample time to make myself presentable. I entered cubicle, took off my attire and