Too soon on that first one... :)

I once had a best friend, she called me her best friend, I called her my best friend we did sleepovers, the whole shebang. But at school, she was always with these kids who thought I was an idiot, and she was always talking really loudly with them. This was back when I was still shy and polite, but I'd keep trying to talk to her until I had to shout her name above all the rest and then they'd say, "Jeez, don't shout." I felt our friendship slipping, and I kept trying to talk to her, I held on so much that I actually rejected the friendship of others. Eventually, I got sick of it. I basically cried a bunch over losing her friendship, because I cared so much and she didn't seem to. Eventually I cut my losses. The sadness turned to anger, and I stayed angry at her for around three months. Three FULL I am not kidding, months, in which I glared at her every time she looked at me and never spoke to her. She didn't notice, until three months later.

Some of the stuff in horror movies is painful to watch. I'm just sitting there yelling at the characters because they're idiots rather than actually watching the movie....
"DON'T CALL OUT AT THE KILLER, YOU'LL GIVE AWAY YOUR POSITION!"
"GO TO THE POLICE YOU STUPID WOMAN! WHY DOES NOBODY EVER GO TO THE POLICE?"
"NO! DON'T GO IN THERE, IT'S A DEATH TRAP! YOU'LL GET STUCK! Oh, look, now they're stuck."
"Okay, you've seen the killer... now run. Run. Run! RUN. RUN! Aaannnddd, she's dead."

My dad actually didn't know that the tiger from Life of Pi was animated... I said that it was incredibly well done, and he just looked at me like he couldn't believe it wasn't a real tiger.

I'm probably Gemini...