If I know a problem with something, it's my new fear.

They're honestly irrational, but they're still my fears.

First of all, roller-coasters. I'm afraid it'll derail, as much as the harness malfunctioning and my flying out of it. I'm also scared that anything that's even remotely loose will fall off, even though I made sure to not bring any loose articles on board. I don't care what sort of experience I have; I've ridden the Manta at SeaWorld twice, and the Ghostrider at Knott's once, and I'm thinking of trying out every single roller-coaster from smallest (but not too childish) all the way to the big boy Silver Bullet, but even after riding a bunch of roller-coasters, they still don't assuage my fear.

Second, dogs. I've heard about rabies, and turns out chances of survival is almost zero. If I see a dog, I think "rabies". I don't care whether they've been vaccinated. If a stranger's dog comes within 1 meter (about 3 feet) of me, I step aside or walk farther.

Third, I'm not afraid of balconies because I myself might fall off. I'm scared because I might accidentally drop something like a phone or a book or a camera or something.

I guess that's about it.

(October 24, 2025)