crcb/emo_is huggingface dataset:
In a certain book I read about cruelties and violence in prison  
and souteneur circles; I felt especially disgusted when I read  
detailed descriptions of physical and mental torture of less  
powerful people.
When our cat was killed in a car-accident I was very angry at the  
driver of the car because he didn't take enough care.
I once drank too much alcohol and became very ill. This was in the  
presence of my friends.
I was swimming in the sea and a wave took the top part of my  
bikini away.
I sent a book to a friend of mine.  The book meant a lot to me  
and he lost it.
When people are eating unsavoury (smacking, belching, speaking  
with food in their mouth, etc.).
This feeling I sensed quite recently. It was arisen by the  
terrific thought that I might lose the man I loved !
While in the army, I was treated unfairly by my superiors.  I was  
held responsible for a deed of which I was innocent.
Now that the 49ers are winners, the fans are coming out of the  
woodwork and jumping on the bandwagon and that disgusts me.
I suffered from a gynaecological illness. I was quite displeased  
to hear that my roommates had talked about it and they had  
misrepresented the truth. I felt deeply hurt when I learned that  
it was done by a "good" acquaintance of mine.
When a colleague asked me for help at work, despite the fact  
that he had more time to do it than I had.
Social situation - at the pub - a close friend of 2 years told  
the group around us of advances I had made.
Whenever I spoke to a female classmate I felt disgusted.  She  
said meaningless things and seemed to indicate something to me  
but I did not love/like her.
Being reunited with my family after not having seen them for 5  
years, at the airport. Sheer elation at getting through the  
"paper work" collecting bags and the anticipation of coming  
through the customs gate.
When I learned, after the ecography, that my mother was expecting a  
baby girl.  That was what I wanted.
I felt fear once, when the car in which I travelled directed  
towards the precipice along the road.
After a party in which I made love with a boy in public. Later on  
I heard that others were talking about me and called me a slut.
I remember when I was in Standard 6, I failed one of the terminal  
tests and I told my parents that I had passed but after they  
found out from the class teacher that I had failed, I was proved  
a liar.
It was about a fortnight ago, I was declared successful in the  
U.G.C exam this year (only four in Bombay succeeded).  My joy  
knew no bounds.
Against the will and without the approval of my parents I went  
for a few days to my boyfriend in Germany.
My girl-friend did not understand me; I was angry with myself  
because I had problems when we seperated - I could not resign  
myself to it.
I was shopping in Utrecht with friends, we also ate some chips  
and snacks in a snackbar, then we saw a shabby fellow. He took a  
cold half eaten croquette (a snack) from a rubbish bin and eat  
it.
A terrible cloud-burst started when we were camping in a tent on  
a great bald field.
When my mother got a terrible beating from my father.  It was so  
bad that she fainted and it was only then that my dad realized  
how bad it was.
I was really pissed when the Russians boycotted the '84 Olympics.  
I had anger towards them and Jimmy Crter. I was very anxious to  
see it.
Guilt conscious struck me when I failed my Standard Two  
Examinations in 1972. I knew that I would suffer the consequences  
of what I had been doing during class hours: thus playing with  
friends and sometimes not even going to school.
Had a very good friend. We grew apart I found myself running her  
down to other friends.
When my mother went through an operation, it was not very serious  
but I was sad and could not sleep before the operation.
When my cat ran under a car and came home wounded. He could  
hardly walk. I didn't dare to go to a veterinarian because I was  
afraid he would kill him.
Years ago on Christmas Eve I felt very sad because I realized for  
the first time how I missed my father who had died at Christmas  
Years ago.
My best friend got married and left her home-town to go and live  
in Poona.  After her wedding I felt sad.
I lead a rather secure life.  The only thing I can remember is a  
song from the nineteenth century which is against alcohol.  Both  
the melody and the word (although naive) effected my emotions.
I heard of the death of a closefriend of mine.  I had gone camping         
with him shortly before his death and the whole thing seemed very   
sudden to me.
I feel disgust at my neighbour, because she comes to our house with  
her child, who spoils our furniture.
Two years ago, somebody I like very much wanted to give up his  
studies. I tried to make him understand the importance of what he  
was going to do, not only of the difficulty to find a job but also  
because he will decrease his culture etc. This person made the  
test to the college entrance examination and to our great joy we  
found out that he succeded in entering at the University.
The sadness came to me when I heard that my girlfriend whom I  
loved so much got married to another man before a rebuff from  
her.
On December the 28th I was filled with Joy when I was told by my  
bosses that I had been selected to attend a course at the  
Lilongwe School for Health Scienced in Lilongwe.
My father had once again told me that I should be careful and try to  
seek admission to other places also apart from the faculty of  
Social Sciences at the university of Helsinki.  I was not at all  
interested in any other place and had no time to study for other  
entrance exams.
One day I had an appointment with my boyfriend which I had  
objected to in the begining, however he visited me and convinced  
me to come.  The day of the appointment; I had to wait for him  
for over an hour.
When I was going home, I saw somathing which looked like a snake    
on the road but later I found out that it was only a stick.
As a child, one evening I had read a novel about ghosts and I had  
thus spent a sleepless night as I kept feeling that there were  
ghosts dancing around me.
A certain friend tried to push me off a seat in a very violent  
way for no apparent reason.  It may be that he was excited about  
something.
Once in my homes yard, I was plaing football with my cousin and  
in a certain quick the ball went on uncontrolled putting down a  
bird-cage, killing it.
One day I came across a certain boy who was intruding my  
friendship as lovers with my girlfriend and I was very sad  
because I didn't expect that girl to disappoint me I regarded her  
as being very faithful.
I was drinking a glass of wine and eating something when there  
suddenly appeared pictures about the famine in some parts of  
Africa.
I tried to swindle a jeweller because my watch was broken and I  
wanted to have it repaired it was a pity but they detected it.
My girlfriend let me down badly 3 times in one week. These  
instances summed up all the negative aspects of our relationship  
which at the time seemed doomed to fail.
A friend of mine got encouragement and I did not, as the  
supervisor did not like me.
When I was at a party I met an old friend from an adult  
education course.  We had not met for 2 years but had both thought  
a lot about each other.  A wonderful experience.
When my natural parents name would show up on papers and not my,  
what I call real name.
I wanted to borrow lecture notes from a friend and he did not  
lend me them.
My girlfriend wrote to me telling me that she was four months  
pregnant and that I was responsible for the "damages".  This made  
me happy as I longed to have a child to call mine.
When I saw a woman who had been run over by a train, just off  
Kafue.  The woman had been cut to bits, there was blood and         
splinters of bone every where.
It was quite recently, at the football match between the national  
teams of Bulgaria and France. I felt strong anger with the Scottish  
referee who ran the match quite partially.
I felt happy when I saw my brother at the bus depot after 3  
months without seing each other.
The emotion came when I misbehaved at school and the Principal  
threatened me that I was going to be expelled.
I feel disgusted at not having got aa "A" in yesterday's  
practicals of G220.
Winning a close volleyball game. (I'm on the intercollegiate team  
at CAL)
Inventing a fictitious series of events, as a result of which I  
ended up in a conflict with my two closest friends.
When I still went to primary-school, I went on a ski-trip with my  
family. After skiing we went to a restaurant for lunch. Suddenly  
my father said that he had forgotten something in the car. He  
gave me the key and asked me to go and get it. I had difficulties  
with the key which was already bent. I asked my mother to help  
me. When she tried to turn the key it broke. We had no second  
key. My mother was blamed for all that and I did not say a word.
On a telephone talk where I was agressive and stupid without the  
least, reason or better motive.
When I tried to explain to a plumber, face to face, that the  
toilet was broken and he did not believe it (it had been mended  
ten times).
When my sister had the still born child, she was emotionally very  
deep down, and it took her a long time to recover.
When I received my report card in C.O.U.  I was afraid of obtaining  
low marks, but they were much higher than expected.
When the doctor told me that there was something wrong with my  
eye and I had to undergo an operation.
At a party in which I met an interesting female. We enjoyed  
eachothers company, while slow dacing.
When my brother was selected to the University of Malawi (the  
Polythecnic). I was very excited and I rejoiced due to one of our  
family members qualifying for University level at long last.
My younger brother and sister were involved in an accident on  
their way back from school and my brother was quite badly hurt.
When a boy whom I refused to be my lover told all his friends  
that I was his girl he has refused me because I was not faithful  
to him.
When my best friend foud out I'd been lying about something I'd  
been doing behind her back.
When I got drunk at a party and made a fool of myself by  
vomitting all over the place and insulting the people who were  
there with me.
When I was a student at the Institute doing my M.Phil degree, one  
of my professors called me before the convocation and told me  
"You have got the gold-medal (first rank) in the university and  
tomorrow you will be on T.V".
A teacher was very blunt in his relation to a child so that the  
child was very upset when arriving at home.
I once stole my father's money and denied having done it. Instead  
father threatened my young brother and he was beaten. He was  
innocent and I felt guilty.
When I was in a religious school my teacher showed me up in front  
of all my class-mates.  They were very sarcastic and cruel.
At a private party I literally fell into the food. The party was  
completely ruined for the host, carpets had to be cleaned, etc.
That if ever I was really naughty I would be sent away from my  
Mum and Dad to another family. I was fostered from age 5 and  
didn't get to Mum and Dad until I was 6 and then legally adopted  
at 14.
A close acquaintance of the family died of lung cancer.   
Although it was expected, I still felt depressed.
When I decided my first marriage had ended, and left with the  
child. I felt overwhelmed by guilt as I was separating mother and  
child.
I am currently taking CS 50P. I had to finish a couple of  
assignments but I was hindered because I could not get a passing  
score on my program.
I reproached my mother's cooking and criticised her  
personality, and she felt hurt and depressed.
I made the college entrance examinations for P.U.C. It was what I  
wanted more. When the first list came out I got frustrated. I  
wasn't in. When the second list came out without hopes I started  
to read the newspaper and my name was thre. I was in the bus and  
felt like crying so that everybody could hear me. The cry was hold,  
and 1982 became forever a mask in my life.
One night at three o'clock I was followed by a cardriver, who  
tried to molest me.
While playing a ball game, I was just about to make a goal when I  
was thrown off my feet, and I failed to score the goal.
An utterance, which I had intended to be a joke, was taken as an  
offence.  In my opinion, this was stupid, and I got angry.
My girlfriend does practice and therefore leaves me alone at  
night and in the weekend. In addition, she is very busy doing  
several things. So we don't see each other often.
At a cash desk where I had gone to buy 16 rolls of kitchen paper  
at a reduced price.  After queuing with screaming children; it  
turned out that I had taken two 8 roll packets instead of the one  
16 roll packet to which the rebate applied.  The assistant said  
"You will have to get it another time."
After blowing up and saying all the wrong things, I realized what  
I had done and hurt that person and myself.
I am a "cantor" - I sing psalms in church. Several weeks ago I  
had to sing too, but the organist did not tell me in time. As I  
did not know the psalm, I was afraid and said that I could not  
sing.
My mother had fallen down from a ladder when she had been  
gathering cherries. Her back was hurt. Just when I arrived, I saw  
people of the life-saving service giving her medical care.
This was at secondary school, a prefect framed up some case and  
took it to the deputy head-master.  I was called by the  
head-master and he threatened to suspend me.
My life-partner is going through a crisis (way of life, old-fashioned values)  
and can only get out of it by talking bold decisions.  I have  
noticed his cowardice and attempts to escape his problems by  
drinking.  I detest his drinking and his being full of self-pity.
When someone whom I considered my friend, without telling me he  
was annoyed, proceeded to ignore me for several meets with no  
apparent reason.
I was supposed to do something and didn't. The person was really  
dependiong on me.
I found out accidentaly that while my uncle was away in Canada, my  
aunt had been bedding a young man on a regular basis.
Spoilt, smashed and molded potatoes in the fridge, and having to  
clean up the dish later.
It happened that one of my best friends just took my shirt  
without my knowledge, I hadn't put it on for many days and I was  
short of clothes.
One of my friends and I had breakfast in a restaurant. It was  
spontaneous and lots of fun.
I had a very close friend who went to Canada after her F.B, his   
departure was unavoidable.  When he came back during the Summer  
holidays I was very happy as nothing had changed between us.
When my brothers had passed all of their exams and were able to   
graduate from their courses.
I was most disgusted when I had to make a nagging three day  
journey recently from Calcutta to Bombay.  It was very boring and  
tiring.
One day when I was sitting in a not very crowded bus, a middle   
aged woman was standing beside me.  The person sitting next to me  
got up to get off and this woman pushed me and occupied the seat.  
 Then she took off her shoes and put her feet on the seat.
I had called a boy who had dated me, and told him that I was ill,  
while, actually, I didn't want to go out with him, later on, he asked  
me if I was feeling better, then I felt ashamed.
Getting my kitten, found at work several years ago, taking him  
home in a box on my motorbike, showing it to my defacto.
Recently, my sister-in-law's horse was poisoned by a plant and  
died. The horse was very obedient and exceptional with children.
I feel guilty when when I realize that I consider material things  
more important than caring for my relatives.  I feel very  
self-centered.
I was walking on the pavement when a white car rolled on it and  
directed towards me. I was quite near the house wall when it  
rolled by and hit me.
Brother provoked anger. It was when mother and father were away  
and we had to look after ourselves. He accused me of being  
selfish and a snob.
I was once this week angry when soemone trying to compress my  
mind due to his nonsense speech which himself could not tolerate  
at all.
When I was about to write my Junior Certificate Exams, I received  
sad news telling me that my elder sister had passed away.
When I shoplifted a pair of earrings from Coles and my Mum caught  
me with them in my bag.
At my grandfather's funeral - My grandparents virtually raised me  
as my mother was a solo-parent and had to work.
When I walked out of my room with only my pants on and found my  
girlfriend and her female friend looking for me outside.
When a close relative of mine passed away, it was the first time  
that someone so close to me had died.
When my father passed away of cancer, I was extremely saddened.  
He was not very old, which made matters worse. The actual death  
was horrendous, but the moving funeral saddened me more so.
One fears many things, for example one fears going to the  
dentist. but as far as I am concerned this feeling is connected  
with the examination session.
The last time I felt sad and disappointed was when I did not do  
as well as I had hoped in one of the final exams.  As compared  
with the earlier exams, the questions, I think, were unjust.
I was with my colleagues and we met an elderly man who was very  
drunk, as he approached us he started to undress.
I peeped into Maurine's bedroom and saw two people - Maurine anbd  
my step-dad.  I thought, " Why did she break her promises ? Why  
had she invited me ? Why do old men go for young girls ? "
A friend of mine had promised to arrange me some tickets for a  
concert which I considered important.  He could not get them the  
way he thought he would, so he gave up the whole thing.
My classmate always borrowed my notes and would not return it to  
me on time.  When I had a test she was selfish and irresponsible  
and so delayed my studies.
I met a girl (22 years old), married. I liked her. I asked her  
for a date and I kissed her. I discovered that she lived nearby  
where I passed every day. I got amused thinking that her husband  
would be ... or me . I didn't talked to her anymore.
In ward 2A there was a patient suffering from Syphilitic  
Paraplegia and had pressure sores. The wounds had offensive smell  
that only a few people .... the place.
On the way home from Marstrand I was driving behind my father's  
car.  Another car tried to push in front of my father and he was  
forced to swerve and he thus collided the car with a pillar.  The  
other car drove off without even seeing what had happened.
I had not studied very much for my final examination at school,  
so I had to take an additional examination in French. The oral  
examination was not very hard for me - the more I was glad when I  
heard that I had passed it.
On school, during a fancy fair, there was a stand of amnesty  
international. There I read (for the first time) a description of  
the tortures of a woman, what they did to her.
Reported neighbour to police for taking to my daughter with  
baseball ball - her counsellor rang me and after long talk  
convinced me the woman was o.k. I felt guilty for ringing the  
police then guilty for feeling guilty about it.
It was Saturday, my duties were over for a few hours and I could  
at last be with the people I wanted to see.
When during a social evening with my father, brother, sister,  
close friend and my father's 2nd wife - I had an argument with my  
father, who abused my friend who was sticking up for me.
I made a major mistake while learning how to use a computer programme  
and the teacher criticized me.
I spoke with a friend on the phone who I haven't seen in many  
years. It was a joyful event to talk to him.
Anger with boyfriend's best friend for alienating me and blaming  
me for personality changes in my boyfriend and changes in my  
boyfriend's attitude to him and his obvious egoistical attitude  
himself in doing so. I also lost one of my best friends - his  
girlfriend.
I cannot recall feeling guilty in the near past.
REMARK - SUBJECT MAY NOT HAVE TAKEN THE EXERCISE VERY SERIOUSLY.
When I went out with a friend of mine to meet her ex-boyfriend  
who didn't know that she was engaged to be married.
The time I learnt that I had passed my Malawi School leaving  
Certificate Examinations.
When I came back from work one day, the friends of my son told me  
that he had not come back from school and that he was lost.
In the real sense of the word I experienced fear in my first  
months in the army. During my first night of duty. The cause for  
all this was a bear. I became panic sticken (may be for the first  
time) and even forgot that I had a gun.
The first time that I "played with myself" despite being a  
Christian.  I had read in the bible that it was wrong to make  
love to someone one is not married to.
My grandmother is a highly authoritative person, who lives alone,  
is independent, but doesn't know to live without commanding the  
others. I hate this!
After I had been away for a long time a friend told me that I had  
passed all my written examinations.
My father caught me having sexual intercourse with my closest  
cousin.  There was nothing wrong with it but the female was too  
old for me.
I felt happy when my mother gave birth to a son who is the last  
born in the family.
One day I was with my girlfriend and other friends were behind  
us, I fell down because the place was slippery and I really felt  
ashamed.
When mum had beaten my young sister just because she had received  
a letter from a boyfriend.
While drinking a soft drink, I had the impression of swallowing    
a piece of glass so I went to the district hospital and got  
admitted there.
When people/press analyze a particular newsworthy item (CAL  
Football team) which I am a member and can only see the situation  
in a bad light and always put the team down.
I had a habit of wetting my bed when I was young.  One day, when  
I was invited to my friend's place to stay for the night, it  
happened again.  I was ashamed of myself.
My grandmother died, and my mother called me one sunday morning  
in the Autumn.  The way my mother told me about it, I hated her  
at that moment.  She sounded as if she had been waiting for the  
death of my grandmother.  I had lost a person close to me.  I  
felt guilty too as I had been bad to my grandmother of late.  I had not  
remained calm when she no longer understood everything so well.
To talk in a meeting - expound my thoughts on a subject. Fear  
delayed me acting to do this.
When I got into an argument with someone and was very abusive,  
but they were a close friend and I later regretted it.
Being with a close friend, in the city, who was involved at the  
present point in time in outrageous activity.
I lost my temper at my mother while she was teaching me.  I felt  
ashamed and sorry at having hurt my loving mother.
When I had to travel alone, unescorted for the first time.     It  
was an over-night journey by train to a distant place.
My grandmother wanted me to help her. I was driving a tractor  
pulling a dead branch off a tree. I told her she didn't respect  
me.
When one finds out that someone you know is not at all like one  
had thought, for instance friends who steal and things like that,  
quite unwarranted.
In 1983 a sadist provoked my sister in my presence.  He tried  
to force my sister into accompanying him to his place, but my  
sister did not agree and so she was kicked and she fell down.   
There was a fight.
One of my friends kept criticizing me about everything I did. I  
thought she was kidding, but later I found out that she was  
serious.
When a friend who comes visiting me unexpectedly asks for coffee  
and I refuse to give him this.
At my temporary job, I have to restrict  others' actions and make  
them obey me, and this very often gives me  a feeling of guilt.  I  
wish there could be some other way of acting.
One day I addressed my husband in an abusive manner in front of  
his friends.  Later on I realized this myself and felt ashamed of  
myself.
I felt joy when I passed the worst phase in my life and  
discovered how many people considered me important to them.