MH370

I always this almighty feeling whenever I'm on a plane and it takes off. Like, 'Wow, how can anyone discover this mode of transport? How does it even work to carry this huge vessel that weighs tonnes?' Yeah, that explains why I never ace my physics during spm. Just as bad as I can't understand the Bernoulli's principle. I've never had this thought that the plane which I am on might crash and I don't usually feel anything when I hear about someone else's death unless it involves someone whom I was close to. I'm dealing with deaths so often in the hospital that I stopped feeling compassionate about it. My job is hazardous I know. But somehow, I'm feeling sad after knowing MH370 crashed. Weird.