你 start out each morning with a 30-minute jog around the bathroom to practise your shunpo power.
你 write to your mother in Karakura, 日本 every week, even though she sends 你 mail from Iowa asking why 你 never write.
Every time 你 see a 街, 街道 sign, 你 have a tremendous urge to relieve yourself on it.
你 put oranges on your head because 你 heard it will ward of evil dandruff spirits.
You're always having to apologize to your 下一个 door neighbour for setting 火, 消防 to his lawn decorations, mistaken as hollows.
Every "bwahaha" 你 hear on the radio reminds 你 of death.
People stay away from 你 whenever they hear 你 howl.
Your breath smells 更多 and 更多 like an arrancar dung each passing day.
Nobody listens to 你 anymore, because they can't understand 你 through that hollow mask.
你 begin to stop and consider all of the hell 蝴蝶 you've played on as a child, and worry that their owners are going to one 日 seek revenge.
你 have meaningful conversations with your Bunny.
Your father pretends 你 are a shinigami, just to play along with your little illusion.
你 collect Bleach Posters.
Every time the phone rings, 你 shout, "Hey! It should be the hollow signal alert!"
你 like cats. Especially black ones having velvet eyes.
你 put 樱桃 blossom petals in the microwave to see if they'll pop a blade.
你 have a predominant fear of fabric softener.
Your dentist asks 你 why each individual tooth has your name etched on it like Toshiro, Byakuya, Rukia, Ichigo..., and 你 tell him it's for security reasons.
Swords excite you.
When the waiter asks for your order, 你 ask to go into another dimension to tell him because "the hollow won't let 你 eat."
你 tend to agree with everything your mother's dead uncle tells you.
你 argue with yourself about which is better, to be eaten 由 FURA 或者 to be loved 由 a horde of menos grande.
你 like to sit in cornfields for prolonged periods of time, and pretend that you're a "Shinigami on duty".
你 try to make a 列表 of the Warning Signs of Bleach Insanity. (cough)
People offer 你 help, but 你 unfortunately interpret this as a violation of your rights as a strawberry.
你 keep thinking this is the 年 100 years ago, when Hollowfication was rampant.
你 despise the voices in your head, especially the one that speaks only in JApanese.
你 see migrating group of rabbits in the fall and only your attachment to the 烤面包机 keeps 你 from joining them.
The person 你 always talk to is invisible to everyone but you.
你 like 阅读 lists like this.
