crcb/emo_is huggingface dataset:
I was at the cinema with my sister and her boyfriend.  A man  
sitting beside me started to stroke my leg for a while, he left in  
the middle of the film.
Hearing about a friend back home that had to have his stomach  
pumped because he had overdosed on pills.
When I got home from a pleasant trip abroad, I got to know that I  
had been accepted at university.
When I lost my driving license because I had been driving while  
under the influence of alcool.
My superior blamed me for some neglects at work in front of  
others.  In fact, the task in question was not supposed to be  
done by me.
I was living with my brother and one day he went away on business  
and I was left alone to look after the house and the property. At  
night thieves came and wanted to break into the house.
As a small boy, I took a coin from an empty taxi cab.  My mother  
saw it and told the driver about it.  I even knew the driver.
Right now I volunteer at a hospital. Yesterday, Halloween, I  
dressed up as a doctor and went to work. The volunteer  
coordinator told me after my shift that it was dangerous to have  
done what I did.
A friend had promised to get me a book which was very important  
for my work, but she forgot it.
My girlfriend's results in school had become worse because I  
prevented her from learning (we often went out etc.).
My uncle had promised to buy me a bicycle. As time went by and I  
had not received it yet, I asked my father to buy it for me.  
Later I heard that my uncle had wanted to offer me the bicycle on  
my birthday two weeks later.
My schoolmates were teasing a pupil who was not able to defend  
himself very well; I should have taken his part.
Once sitting in the cinema, I became very anxious (watching a  
"cold" film). I do not know the reason.
A teacher giving a test was called by a student by his first  
name. He (the teacher) said that he didn't give him this liberty.
When my roommate and I had dinner together we decided as to who  
would clean the bowls.  One day when I came back from school I  
found that she had not cleaned up.  Since I had to cook dinner I  
cleaned them myself and felt unhappy and disgusted.
A good friend, the wife of the vicar of my church came up to me  
from the pews (I am in the choir) and shook my hand during the  
time for an informal "greeting" in the church service. She said a  
few words.
While intoxicated I invaded someone's (a girl's) personal space  
to a large extent.
When my nephew asked me to tell him a story and I simply did not  
have the energy or the will.  When I saw his disappointment I was  
terribly guilty and read a story to him after all.
I work at a commercial house from 7 to 10 a.m. On a very cold day  
in winter I was late - and let a fellow worker stand in the cold  
for half an hour.
One of my colleagues accused me of having stolen his iron and I  
was sure that I had done no such thing.
I felt the above condition when I took my brother's bicycle to a  
market and unfortunately the bicycle was stolen and I didn't know  
how I could tell the owner about the stolen bicycle.
I broke up with my boyfriend of seven months, but it was a very  
"indepth" relationship and so after feelings of grief and loss  
were over I felt an immense sadness.
I was given the task to learn a page of music text for a small  
part. But I had forgotten all about it and I felt quite awkward  
when I had to show what I had prepared.
I had a long discussion on politics with an acquaintance.  He  
was more knowledgeable than me and I failed to explain my point  
of view and was misunderstood so I felt depressed and left.
One day before Christmas, I went shopping with my brother and his  
friend. We had a good time. But on the way home we were almost in  
an accident because the weather was bad.
Disgust for a person who treated me badly, and has treated other  
people similarly - including lying, hiding facts, being  
deceitful, unfair, etc.
At the moment when I heard the result of an examination and it  
proved that I succeeded the second year of my study.
I was playing with friends then I decided to splash some sand  
into a car which was moving nearby. The driver got angry and came  
to report to my parents.
One night, I went out with some friends for dinner and I did not  
tell my parents that I would come back late.  I thought of  
phoning but in the end I did not.  When I arrived home, my  
parents were very worried.
My younger brother and I had been fighting over the TV/Video. He  
kept on turning it on and off every 2 seconds and was not  
listening to my authority and was being cheeky. We fought and I  
ended up in tears - he'd won.
When we complained about the uncleanliness of the work place, the  
authorities agreed to have the place cleaned.  Even after 2-3  
days nothing had been done.  I felt disgusted at the whole  
situation.
Someone told me a story of Amnesty International: a boy was  
killed and his head was put in the litter of his girlfriend. It  
looked as if she was pregnant, then she died. It is disgusting, I  
can hardly write it down.
When I decided to leave my steady, secure employment to come to  
university. Because I didn't know if I could cope with all the  
requirements of study and also being older I didn't know if I  
would enjoy mixing with younger people, also financial  
insecurity.
When an uncle of mine who is very ill started to cough wich  
sounded very dirty. (He can't help it of course).
On the T.V I saw a news feature on South Africa.  A policeman       
attacked a group of black people with a whip.
When I was in Form 4, at Secondary School, I was elected as a  
school Library Assistant and also the leader of Catholic  
Students, so I felt very joyous.
Many years back I quarrelled with my younger brother for a small  
reason.  I used a pole to beat him and nearly broke his arm.  He  
recovered after a treatment which lasted several months.  After  
this our relationship was worse and he would not listen to me.
I turned the knob of my granny's two band radio and did not hear  
any broadcast,  " What ! Have I broken the knob ? How much does  
it cost ? What if the spare part is not available ? "  --I did  
not know how to tune a radio.
When I think that I do not study enough.  After the weekend I  
think that I should have been able to have accomplished  
something during that time.
When in a difficult moment I couldn't express myself correctly  
and my thought came out with distortions bringing about highly  
negative and distorted results.
We where in a bar and my friend had a fight with some guys who  
were in the table aside.
I watched a very terrfying film in LT2.  This film really pushed  
my heart out of my body and I was forced to go out before the  
second reel ended.
I went to a pub with a group of friends (not very close) and  
I was with one girl most of the time, while the other girls in the  
group wanted to be with me.  They stopped talking to the girl I  
was with.
The second time I went to the entrance exam to V.S.P. and  
didn't get approved.
When my cat vomited and a worm came out which was still alive.  I  
was forced to wipe it up.
When someone threw a firecracker into my room at 7:00 am in the  
morning.
I felt angry at one time when I was chatting with friends and  
suddenly another friend joined us and started opposing any  
comment I added to our chatting.
I unexpectedly met a girl with whom I have always got along well.  
( I had not seen her for several months.)
Knowing that I had to do the survey with him I felt very  
reluctant.  Although I do not know him I feel disgusted by just  
looking at him.  Thinking that the project lasted several days I  
regreted having joined that project.
When a friend, who has been with me at school, failed to make it  
to UNZA.
I was informed by my flatmate that, when we'd moved into our  
flat, she'd expected us to buy our food separetely - this event  
actually happened some 5 months after our sharing began. Prior to  
this, she had said nothing.
I felt very sad when I left home because I could not stand it any  
longer. I do not regret it, but I missed my little sister very  
much (and she missed me). These feelings wear off over time.
When my son fell off the cot at the age of 5 months, I became  
very nervous and thought that it would cause defects in his head.
I was ashamed when a certain friend of mine I used to move with  
failed to propose to a lady yet we always said to ourselves no  
lady can refuse our proposal.
When my boyfriend once again told me that he loved me after a  
period in which he felt very depressive.
I was working in a job in which I could not work quickly enough,  
and was told that my work was not up to standard.
When I could not hold my bladder while making a telephone call  
and ended up wetting myself.
When a drunkard barged into a room where my friend and I had run  
in order to get away from him.  We were all alone and all I could  
see was this hand coming towards me.
When I realized that it was impossible for me to be as free as I  
had imagined and that I could not do anythong about it.
I was on holidays, and I was going to meet a friend whom I had  
not seen for six months.  Again I felt very happy.
When I learned I was admitted to study what I wanted most -  
floriculture (this is a narrow specialization from the general  
one).
One evening I stayed at home all alone. As we lived on the ground  
floor, I was often afraid of burglers.
The day the results of the certificate exam came out.  I went to  
school and at first I did not feel frightened.  By the time I  
reached the fourth floor ( the results were being given on the  
fifth floor) I found it difficult to walk and felt that I would  
die.
It was a narrow and dirty passage which was located near the  
market and I had to stand there to wait for people.
When a good friend of mine behaved in a very cool manner to me  
for a very long time.
When I was still a child, I saw a horror film on TV in which  
there was a rotten human skull.
Last year I went to see friends in Yugoslavia - two girls with  
whom I get along very well.
I had had a farewell party at the place where I had been working  
for a year.  That night I could not fall off to sleep.  I was sad  
thinking that I would not see my nice fellow workers again.
I told my parents (or more realistically) would not do what they  
wanted me to do anymore. I guess I sort of betrayed them after  
all they had done for me.
At times I have been attracted to conducts which are socially  
degraded due to their ill consequences, and then I feel guilty.
A man was yelling outside my window at 3.00 am, yelling threats,  
though not to me.
I went to a lecture and once again it had been cancelled, this  
was the second time.  One had a negative attitude towards the  
lecturer.
The elections of 1982 and 1985.  The thought of what a social  
democrat and communist majority could achieve, especially "worker  
share" funds and its extension.
When I was taking an exam in grade 5.  The examinator found me  
with a note-book and accused me of copying, All the students  
laughed at me.
When I was a child I had to recite a poem in a show at the end of  
the term.
I felt guilty last year during the winter term exams. A colleague  
of mine asked me to give him my lecture notes (I had very good  
notes and I had passed my exam in advance) but I still don't know  
why I didn't give them to him. That colleague failed and he was  
on the verge of not passing it at the supplementary examinations.
Once a female classmate told me that the clothes I wore seemed to  
be a child's clothes.  On hearing this I felt a little ashamed and  
I criticized her clothes though there was nothing wrong with  
them.
I get angry when my smaller brother misbehaves and talks with indecent  
words.
When I was about to clean the draining board and saw it looked  
underneath the sink (I live in a students hostel).
I felt guilty when I skipped a two hour practical class I knew I  
would miss out on more information which I did not know, but I  
couldn't cope with going.
I was in a hopeless situation in a dirty place. No study, no  
work, only loneliness.
I stole a coconut cake from a reception table and when I put  
in my mouth I realized that the host was watching me.
When somebody I knew greeted me and started to talk with me and I  
didn't know, I couldn't remember who he was.
I remember that when my mother died the day was sad and every  
time I think of it I am saddened by the loss of my mother.
When I was 10/11 years old my father travelled very much for his  
work (he passed three months away from home).
I won the first prize at the science fair, the first of the kind  
at school and I was only in form II then.
Going to a friend's wedding and seeing many of my old friends  
whom I had known before I moved to a new district five years  
previously.
One day I found an incontinent man in the ward. This patient had a  
guardian who couldn't give him a bath. So I just left him like that  
but felt guilty until I went back to give him a bath.
I lent a text-book to a person I did not know very well, they  
lost the text-book and gave me no compensation.
Reading about executions and massacres which happened during  
World War II, I felt disgust towards those who did it.
I made a joke about the rat of a boy. I compared his rat with a  
sausage. I told the boy he had a delicious sausage.
I was asked to join my friend in a boat at Mangochi Lake Malawi  
and when making a turn, it seemed as if the boat would sink on  
the side.
I left my home in Melbourne to come to Q'land to study and before  
I hopped in the car I hugged my mother and shook hands with my  
father. Sensing immediately my father's sadness, I also had a  
flood of the same emotion.
I received a grade above average on a midterm (chemistry) and I  
expected onevery below average.
When my sister's first child came home, after one week in  
intensive care at the hospital.
When a woman who I respected very much was made pregnant,  
unexpectedly by a man of a caliber I never expected.
After having considered it for hours I was able to overcome my  
scruples and to call a friend with whom I had fallen in love. I  
realized that my decision was right - and was very glad.
Coming to this lecture and listen to you talking about feelings,  
I am so happy that foreigners have the same feelings as Chinese.
When I tried to explain to my child as to why there were  
magazines wiith naked girls on them at the kiosk.
I was ashamed at myself for having shouted at my daughter because  
of my marital break-up and the unfair way I was treated.
The curriculum of the year !   The English course was very heavy.  
 I had not prepared and the teacher asked several questions  
during class.  The students were not ready to answer the  
questions and the teacher was frustated.
Once, my friend and I went to the Tai 60 to cycle.  My mother had  
told me not to go.  Unfortunately I broke my pectoral girdle and  
had to go to hospital.  When my mother  came to see me I felt  
guilty as I had not listened to her and I had to soon sit for a  
public examination.
A friend unjustly put the blame on me to relieve his conscience  
and also spread lies for the same purpose.
I felt fear some months ago of losing the person whom I loved  
when she said to me that she didn't love me.
One day I was really angry when all my food was eaten by a dog.  
My anger was against my mother because she was careless. She  
didn't keep the food in a hidden and proper place.
I once felt shame when I failed to fulfil the promise to marry a  
daughter of a certain gentleman.
Before I went to the urologist's I was afraid for several  
reasons: because it was for the first time, because the medical  
check-up might be painful, because of the uncertainty and because  
someone had informed me about it.
I went to the apartment of my boyfriend and saw some people  
before his door. I thought that something had happened.
My illness a few years back.  I was sevely down with malaria and  
asthma, I had lost my health, charm and cheerfulness completely.
My nephew is a deaf and also "hyperactive" boy. I had been  
responsible for looking after him for a full day, and was very  
tired. Then he suddenly grabbed a knife and stabbed me in the  
leg. I got so angry that I didn't feel any pain.
One afternoon, helping at home on the property, I was  
(mustering) getting in cattle and a bull turned and came for me.
When I was a child I often quarrelled with my younger sister.  
Once I became so angry that I slapped her in the face. She cried  
and shouted so that my mother came in and scolded me.
When I wished secretly and lied to a friend of mine because I  
didn't want her to stay in my house on the beach (as she always  
does), and wouldn't stick on me.
I had this experience of fear when few people were fighting at a  
social one night, which one of my relative was involved. My fear  
was greatly for him because he was being assaulted badly.
When I was in the canteen of the United college I mistook a  
stranger for a classmate as I was not wearing my glasses.  I  
realized that I had made this mistake when I saw him again  
carefully.
No specific instances - perhaps having lied as a child resulting  
in someone else being blamed for the event.
When I didn't get a certain job at Lillehammer which I wanted  
very much.
When we were in high school a few guys sometimes provoked a  
friend of mine.  They called her a pig and then grunted.  This  
irritated most of the girls.  Once, one of the girls got angry at  
my friend and said something nasty and this made me terribly  
angry.
I was driving and stopped at a stop light. I was planning to make  
a right turn as soon as it was clear. It was clear on the left so  
I started but a man was just in front of the car.
When my husband and I spent a night by ourselves in a house which  
was in an area on the outskirts of a large town with which we were   
not familiar.  We  heard strange noises outside the house and the   
house had glass walls so the whole thing was even more  
frightening.
After learning on the news about this man who killed more than  
300 women and habitually copulated into their inert bodies.
When my boyfriend revealed that he knew that I had discovered  
things of an important nature about him, I felt ashamed as I had  
not mentioned it earlier.
I felt guilty when I had taken the car keys and I had an accident  
but as my parents did not know who was to blame, they punished my  
brother because I had no driving licence and they thought it  
impossible that had driven the car.
Once I failed seven subjects at school and I was terrified to  
give my report card to my father.  I left it on the table and went to  
bed very early in order to avoid him seeing me.
When my son was diagnosed as having CEREBRAL PALSY, at age 5. He  
would have to endure so much labelling, stigma and discrimination,  
even though his case was relatively mild.
The saddest I've ever been was when my lover was killed,  
hitch-hiking to work.
When I was on holiday, walking back to where I was staying, at  
night, and two men started closely following me. There was nobody  
around that I could run to.
Every time I imagine that someone I love or I could contact a  
serious illness, even death.
When I saw in the newspapers, on the T.V, and magazines the  
chaotic situation caused by the drought and hunger in  
Mauritania.
I made a long-distance call to people rather close to me and I  
thought about the sad incident that had happened to them in the  
near past; I knew that they were thinking about it too when I made  
the call.
I met a certain lady at Mchesi and I proposed a word of love to  
her and at the same time she accepted my proposal.
My son was apprehended for shoplifting at the age of 14. Because  
I too had been apprehended at the same age I felt the shame of  
not having been able to prevent my son from acting in the same  
way.
When I heard that a woman of my community had aborted and got rid  
of the foetus by throwing it in the drain.
I went to a friend's baptism as she became a Christian after me  
and I realized that she was more enthusiastic about her spiritual  
life than I was.  When I was with my brothers and sisters of  
Christ I had a guilty feeling which could not be dismissed  
easily.  When pepole asked me as to when I would be baptised my  
guilt feeling deepened.
I became disgusted with the man on whom I had counted, who I had  
trusted, the man who should have been my mainstay - my father.  
I could hardly make myself (and the others) believe in this  
emotion. It has cumulated after events and deeds. Everything can  
happen in this world.
The day my boyfriend saw and touched my breasts when I was  
without my shirt, only with my pants.
When my uncle died I saw a funeral for the first time. All people  
stood around the open grave and cried.
During class one day I walked out of the class.  The  
teacher noticed it and decided that he would take some action  
against me, when I realized this I approached him and told him  
that I was sorry for the incident and would not repeat it.
I felt angry when I was told that I had not been selected to go  
to the University.
My father was a member of the public Alcohol and Drugs Board,  
when I was picked up by the police for being drunk in a public  
place.
I could not take care of my mother when she was admitted to a hospital   
for surgery, I continued my studies as I could not get leave.
Once I spent a night with a friend at the secondary school. We  
told each other horror stories and suddenly we heard uncanny  
noises. I was terribly frightened.
In the holiday cottage of our association, two of my pals came to  
wake me up early one morning by bringing a radio played at the  
highest volume into my room - it was the morning service at its  
loudest.
I send a word to my boss through my servant telling him that I  
would not report for work as I was not feeling well and that the    
doctor had refused to give me sick leave.  My intention was  
actually to go out of Lusaka for a week-end.  I left the same day  
and the following morning my boss found me in Mongu.  I felt  
guilty when asked to explain things on my return.
My parents appreciate very much me and my boyfriend coming and  
have dinner with them at Christmas. However we decided to visit  
his parents. My mother was rather disappointed.
When I finished my C.S. Project I was overjoyed. I felt relieved  
because it was due the next day and I was tired of looking at it.
I had been forced to get together with strange and disgusting  
classmates.  The things they talked about disgusted me and made  
me feel ill at ease.  I knew that I would feel unhappy if I  
stayed there but I was defeated by the social norms.
A friend doesn't let me study when I want to. She doesn't feel I  
need to study and doesn't understand how important studying is to  
me. I get very angry with her.
I knew I had to take an exam very soon but yet I couldn't start  
studying. I also knew it was very imprtant to succeed the exam  
this time.
I was studying in the library and a class-mate told me that she  
had obtained a grant to work in the library.
The headmistress at a secondary school accused me of banging the  
classroom door when I didn't in front of the whole class.
When I crashed my car and it had to be scrapped then.  It was my  
fault and I feel depressed as I miss the car.
I woke up in the middle of the night as I had jumped and shouted  
with fear.  I thought that someone's cold hand or something  
similar had touched my hand.  I crept down under the covers and  
went back to sleep.
I was on a trip to Phillipines during Summer and I was staying in  
a hotel.  The room I was staying in was very silent and had very  
dim lights.  The last night I felt frightened and lay awake - I  
could hear some sounds around me and dared not open my eyes - I  
waited for dawn.
During the Physics experiment session I did not understand the  
content of the experiment and did not know how to do it.
Once when I had started to write a paper, there was a phone  
call for me.  I had to go downstairs to receive it and after the  
conversation I discovered that all the information had  
disappeared from my mind.