crcb/emo_is huggingface dataset:
When I stole a book in class and the teacher caught me, the rest  
of the class laughed at my attempt.
While skiing in Squaw Valley, I was riding up a chair lift and  
right when the chair was above a sheer cliff of rocks, the chair  
lift stopped and all the chairs sagged and everything seemed to  
creak loudly.
It is very difficult to relate it to a certain event. I am  
familiar with the disgust of Sartre (la nausTe), a frequently  
occurring cause may be described as "the self-assured dullness".
Leaving University in 1982 following exclusion and lying to  
parents/friends about reasons for leaving, i.e. lying about the  
fact of having been excluded.
A friend of mine, who had repeated a year at school once before,  
did not pass the final examination and had to take it again half  
a year later.
A teacher wanted to instill a certain opinion and a certain  
behaviour into myself, what I refused. I was afraid when I saw  
him.
When I stole a packet of cigarettes from a neighbour  and the  
next day I owned up and returned it.
I had been caught red-handed having stolen some paw-paw. I was  
then taken the elders owning the paw-paws.
When I saw a film where a black was rapeing a girl while another one was  
filming it for a pornographic movie.
When I was young, about 6 or 7, I did not make it to the toilet  
on time.  I hid the dirty trousers in the cellar as I feared it 
being discovered by my parents.
I felt sad with the two situations I described before. The cat  
and the school. Sadness was intermingled with the other feelings.
Before a hospital visit prior to a D&C under anasthesia for an  
expected miscarriage.
I was angry with a person who behaved terribly at a ball  
offending her relatives.
When I heard the news that my brother had passed away.  It was  
the first time that I lost a brother.
Truely, I got very ashamed when my brother was sent out of  
Business Machines Limited Company due to improper handling of the  
office equipment in Sales Services.
I felt sadness when I had to get separated from the woman I loved  
who had to leave for her motherland.
When my mother met with a serious accident and there was danger  
that she would not survive and if she did she would loose  
her memory.
The fact that my mother is getting married again (my mother and  
father divorced about 15 years ago) means that she will probably  
move to Turku, and our home, which is a one family house, will be  
sold (I myself have not been living at home for the past six  
years).
When I received my S.Y.J.C results which did not allow me to get    
admission in engineering.
Some boys talking about nicknames of the lecturers, and I was too  
afraid of them to stop them.
At my Summer job a new caretaker had been employed who was my age  
 but I preferred going out for lunch with the accounts personnel  
rather than with him.
When my grandfather was sick, and died I felt more sad, though,  
when he was sick.
When I got the feeling that I had to do all the housekeeping  
while my boyfriend didn't do anything. This happened in a period  
of exams when I had to study very hard.
My friend was pregnant, but lost her child during the second  
month. I went to see her at hospital - she was crying. I felt  
very sorry for her.
I had promised to contact a friend about a particular matter by a  
certain date, then thought no more about it until the friend  
reminded me after the date had passed.
Discussion with my mother about the way to educate my children. I  
felt anger against my mother.
I was alone at home, a man forced the front door which was  
locked, forced and tried to open a window.
When I found my baby whipped by my Auntie. I was really sad and  
up to this moment my sadness is still on.
The surname of my brother was different from ours.  He often  
grinned at home and provoked others for the pleasure of it.  This  
made me angry.
In a certain occasion I saw a dog in the street eating something  
so strange gooey that I wasn't able to eat lunch because I  
remembered the scene all the time.
On New Years eve I drank too much alcohol, so much that I had to  
vomit in the presence of other people.
I had a class-mate who was rather stupid.  I did not like him  
but I respected him.  When he tried to talk to someone, they  
would not listen to him and I could not bear seeing this.
Close friend discovered I had deceived them. Felt shame at having  
done it and knowing that they knew.
One day during our clinical practices, we had a very ill patient.  
Unfortunately the patient passed away. I had seen him dying and  
it was the first experience. During the night I became afraid  
fearing the dead body.
I made an appointment with a friend to drink coffee togehter.  
However, for the third time in that week she arrived an hour too  
late.
I was having an argument with my brother on his behavior, then we   
started fighting and I got annoyed at him because he started  
teasing me.
My younger sister wanted to take classes to learn a musical  
instrument.  One Saturday morning my mother asked me to go with         
her for the registration.  I did not want to go  so I said that  
there might be many bad people at the club.  As a resullt my  
sister was scolded by my mother.
I bought a possible answer to a homework problem which was  
completely inapplicable to the question due to my not having read  
about the subject matter.
I cannot remember exactly such a situation. But I know that  
once I went to a very dirty lavatory and that disgusted me.
When the teacher asked me to read my composition that was the  
homework I stood up and invented one because I hadn't done it. A  
colleague saw that in my copy book there was nothing written and  
he accused me and so I was called in the director's room.
On my way home in the middle of the night I saw a drunk man and a  
woman who were quarreling, beating each other, shouting and so  
on. I felt disgusted especially because they treated each other  
in such a degrading way.
Once I was not able to give a relative, who was in a critical  
period, a helping hand.  Whenever I think about it I feel guilty   
for letting down the person who trusted me to give him a helping  
hand.
I was the reason behind the break-up of my friend's relationship  
with his girlfriend.  She finished with him.
I talked with a man who stammered and without controlling myself,  
I started to talk imitating him.
I most joyous moment was the day I got my marks.  I was very  
happy when I came to know about my marks at the M.Sc (part I)  
examination where I got 71.5%.  This was the highest marks I have  
ever scored in my life.
When I got  grade "C" in M160 at the end of my first year at  
UNZA.  I had expected a "C+" or a "B" as M160 is easy, going by my  
capacity in mathematics.
Talking to a very good friend who had just had a very bad  
experience which was changing his whole way of looking at life  
etc.
When my elder brother failed form five in 1968 when I was 5 years  
old.
When my room-mate locked me out deliberately, before an exam due  
at 1400 hours.
My mother and her friends were speaking badly about my father  
when they were separated, and my brothers and sisters and myself  
were allowed to listen.
One night during dinner my nephew was naughty, so I quarrelled with my   
parents.   I regreted this as my nephew was only two years old and I   
had to tolerate him !  The quarrel made my father think that his children   
may not take care of him in the future (it was a slip of the tongue and   
this made me realize that my father keeps his thoughts to himself).  I was   
still very angry so I dropped my bowl and chopsticks and went to the kitchen   
to drink tea and then ran to the other side of the house.
I dated another boy several times, when I was still "going with"  
my former boyfriend. This made me feel a little bit guilty towards  
my friend.
I entrusted a friend with the delivery of some money to my  
father, however he misused the money.
A brother from one of the Christian fellowship often phoned me  
and talked to me for half an hour or more.  However there was  
nothing important in the conversation and I found the person very  
disgusting.
When I was working as a nurse in a mental hospital, a patient ate  
up the contents of another patient's spitoon.
I was supposed to have done some things for my mother, but just  
plain didn't get around to it.
In a park near our home, a group of young people who were  
strangely dressed were seated in the middle of the street.  They  
began to eat while carressing each other.
I was very happy when I found out that I had passed with flying  
colours and that I had made it to the university.
I was captain of the school swimming team. The team was only two  
points in front before the last relay. We won the relay, which I  
swam in, and thus my team won the championship.
During the exam period I studied in the library alone.  A close    
friend of mine, who is also a classmate, told me that my  
application for a Japanese inter-cultural exchange programme had  
been accepted.  I was not very sure as I did not know that the  
list had been declared.  I ran to the board and saw that I was  
really included in the list.  I was so excited that I smiled all  
day long.  When I met my classmates and friends I told them the  
good news.  I was so happy that I could not concentrate on my  
studies.
I was coming home from an exam and I supposed that I had  
passed it so I ran to a restaurant for a beer.
It was when my father beat my mother while she was ill for three  
weeks and now she was recovering.
I had the window open and the door was shut so that the kitten  
would not go out.  My partner came in and started talking about  
something and I forgot about the window and suddenly I saw the  
kitten hanging from the window frame. I was rigid with fright  
till I got hold of her.
A nuisance used to live in our flat a month ago. I experienced  
this feeling when I tried to chase her out.
When my brother got very low marks in the exams, I was very angry.  
I put my studies aside to help him, as every time my brother does   
badly at school, my family members blame me as well.
When I was young, I stole some money from my mother's purse. It  
wasn't very much, but I can remember when she found it gone I  
felt very guilty.
During the oral part of my final examination I made a mistake in  
speaking so that all the teachers laughed at me.
After days or weekends where I did not accomplish the amount of  
sudying that I wanted to because of more pleasant activities  
which come up.
I was angry at my brother over an argument we had together.  We  
do have a few fights from time to time, and also at times I take  
out my anger on him.
When my friends and I were caught with our girlfriends outside  
the school grounds when I was at the secondary school.  We were  
caught by the headmaster.
While watching a religious film, I got very excited and made a  
number of comments which were reproached to me by an elderly  
person who respected me.
I was in a sanatorium. In front of me a boy fell down from his  
invalid's chair. I could help him but I didn't. I felt like being  
paralysed.
Salo, a movie film by Pasolini. People were misused and tortured  
for the fun of a few elder Italian authorities, during World War  
II.
I'm crazy about football. When my team lost a goal in the Paulist  
championship, and so it lost the classifications.
At Christmas night there was a good movie on television which I  
wanted to see for years. I was whining about it till someone told  
me it was very childish. Then I felt shame.
A boy phoned me at night and wanted to talk to me for 30 minutes  
outside.  I thought that he would reveal what he felt and would  
question me on our relationship.  I treated him as a friend and  
did not want any misunderstandings.  Therefore I refused to meet  
him and told him that I would see him the coming day.  I was very  
unhappy as I feared having hurt him and got him into trouble.
The editor changed the heading of an article that I had written.   
He considered the heading to be derogatory towards the person I had written  
about.
I felt sad when a thief stole all the clothes from my friend's  
cupboard at school (boarding).
When my cousin passed away during the holidays at home.  He fell  
ill at night and the next day he died in the evening.
I remember the day my father died. I was 11 years old and my  
sadness was so great that until today I remember everything  
about that day, from the clothes I was wearing to the reactions of people,  
the despair of my mother and brother. It marked me a lot and was  
the greatest sadness I felt.
I wanted to clear up a misunderstanding with a friend that I had  
caused. A third person meddled in our conversation, turned my  
efforts to ridicule so that I did not succeed in what I had  
intended.
I had a discussion with my wife about an over-weight acquaintance of  
our's, about her eating habits and the scars caused by her  
pregnancy.
I had a very good friend in secondary school.  The year after our  
graduation I prepared to celebrate her birthday and I called off  
all my appointments.  I got together the other friends and we  
were ready to give the entire day to her.  However this friend  
disappeared on her birthday.  When I phoned another friend I  
didcovered thay she was busy, I did not call her anymore.
My father died unexpectedly at the age of 53 years. He certainly  
would have liked to live longer. I was also said because I was  
confronted with the fact that I would die one day too.
When I wanted to talk to someone I liked and whom I have been  
told likes me (by his brother and even by himself) however he  
avoids any confrontation, and is vague.
[ During a summer holiday a French girl and I had becoe back  
home, I felt very sad.]
The sense of joy comes to me always after a period of depression,  
as an organic feeling for an upsurge. I don't exclude the  
situative feeling but in this case the reason is not in me, it's  
out of me.
My close friend and I applied to TISS for admission last year,  
unfortunately he failed to get admission.  We had done our graduation  
together and are quite involved with each other, so we had wanted  
to do our Masters degree together.  However, it did not work out  
as we had expected it to and this saddened me.
When fired unjustly from a job as casual bar-person. Charged with  
giving away free drinks. Not done so and had witnesses to prove  
it - both patrons and bar staff. Other staff were supportive.
When I was taken to the place where my uncle had defecated in his  
pants after having drunk beer.
I have done the teachers training course (B.Ed).  During our  
training I was asked to handle the ninth standard class in a boys  
school.  I was scared to face the class the first day.
Once when I was in the cell group (religious activity) I found  
that almost everyone in the group read the bible daily and I felt  
guilty in my heart.
When I broke off with my boyfriend after three years.  It was  
quite unexpected for him and there was no particular reason for  
the break up, such as someone else.
I am not very affectionate and I feel guilty as I do not give as  
much affection as I receive.
When I had stayed abroad for a long time and I had remembered  
about my friends and relatives. I felt sad and I wanted to see  
them as soon as possible.
When I was late for work and told my boss that it was due to  
transport problem, whereas the truth was that I had woken up  
late.  I thus cheated my boss.
After my marriage I received the B.Sc results by post, I was very  
happy to learn that I had got very good marks - first class.
One time I felt guilty when I told one of my previous boyfriends  
we were through just because I never felt like having one at that  
particular time.
I quarrelled with my brothers (twins) at home on saturday.  One  
of them studies in a private school and the other one is  
repeating his form five.  They do not know what they are doing.   
They follow every word of their teachers, books and systems.   
They always try to rationalize their bad acts by some game and  
they are satisfied with their awkward life.  I have tried to  
persuade them very often but have failed.  This time I had a  
fight as they have no voluntary spirit (they did not polish the  
floor).
When my uncle found me having sexual intercourse with a distant  
relative of mine in the sitting room, on the couch.  I failed to  
stop and get up, I carried on.
In my opinion guilt is a feeling which goes together with shame.  
Here then I refer to the situation of guilt.
That day I was alone at home after coming home from school.  I did  
not know where everyone else had gone, I kept waiting for them to  
come back and nobody came.  It was getting very late and I was  
terrified.
When I insulted my young sister for a very little misconduct of  
putting on my shoes. She wrote me an apology letter and the  
message she included made me feel guilty.
When my parents separated temporarily and I was left behind with  
my father.  As I loved my mother I wanted to go with her.
On the way back from Denmark with a friend on a small yatch,  
there was a storm and my friend was blown overboard;  I was very  
scared till I managed to get him back onboard.
I flet shameful when I learnt that I cooked Nsima which was full  
of lamps in it.
I heard friends grumbling at me in an adjoining room, although  
they had behaved in a friendly way when I was present.
After I had lived with my boyfriend in a foreign country for half  
a year, I saw that it was impossible for me to stay with him (for  
economic reasons). We separated although I loved him.
I found myself involved in a fight in which a person died and I  
had to intervene with some risk.
I felt very frightened when a robber broke into our house and  
threatened to shoot my father if he did not part with some money.  
 I was looking at the man with his hand on the trigger.
When I am angry at someone without a good reason. Later on it  
proves that he didn't do anything wrong.
When the week for Exams came. I got afraid as to how I would  
tackle the questions.
I felt fear of the purest kind after a car accident.  The  
incident and images of horror kept coming back to my mind.  I  
wondered what could have happened to my sister, my friend and me,  
though nothing very serious actually happened.
When I was trying for a girl who I really liked and cared for and  
thought she felt the same way too. But she didn't like the idea  
and just wanted to stay friends.
A four year girl ran away from her father straight in front of my  
car.  I was forced to use the emergency brakes.
When I was first exposed to the dead bodies, for dissecting         
purposes at the school of medicine.
Getting a terrible exam mark, which I couldn't understand the  
reason for, and trying to see a lecturer or tutor, but being  
given the runaround.
During the military service, I lost a part of an equipment; I  
accused another person and he was rebuked and punished.
I felt disgust when I realized that I had eaten something fatty,  
and vomited too much.
The night of a high school dance, I went partying and collided  
with another car. Both cars were totalled; people were injured  
but not seriously.
Sometime back I came across a certain man who was badly beaten by  
some people because he was found raping the wife of the village  
headman.
I was on my way home when suddenly Gule Wamkulu came from the  
bush and blocked the road. I was in fear and didn't know what to  
do.
I dreamt of my father's death while I was at secondary school.  I  
was screaming at the top of my voice and was woken up by my  
friend.  That day I was really sad.
I mangled the side of my dad's van on a fence. I did not realize  
the extent of the damage until he showed it to me the next day.  
The shock on my face was genuine so a friend interceded with a  
good excuse which I did not deny. I never clarified the  
situation.
I had to leave an important function early because of family  
commitments. Someone else had to complete my job.
When there was a bomb threat in Tolman Hall. This was the first  
time that I felt my life could be in danger.
My little brother was arrested by the police at the railway station after  
he had drunk some beer.
A friend had promised me to give me a lift to Graz. To be sure I  
called her before we went. She told me that she had just promised  
another person to give him a lift.
My current lover and I had been very busy with work and study and  
had not had time alone together for almost a month until one  
afternoon recently when we made love for hours and then showered  
and ate together.
I couldn't sleep, and began to remind of my childhood. We are many  
sisters and at that time we were spanked a lot and I don't know  
why I started to remind of the spanks they and I had had, their  
shouts when this happened.
I was caught stealing food at my aunt's place.  I had tried to  
hide the food I had taken from the pantry while my aunt was in  
the kitchen, however she went to the pantry and discovered the  
stolen package.
When I fought with my sister and said that she had provoked this.  
She was very seriously scolded.
When someone took my writing materials yet I was to write  
Examinations in a few minutes.
I had wasted some time instead of doing something I needed to do  
to give to a friend. (Also in the time I wasted I had done some  
things I did not consider morally right).
I was to meet a friend at the bus-stop (he was coming to visit  
us) and he did not turn up.  After having waited for him for some time      
(about an hour) I called him up, to be told that he did not  
intend to come as he was feeling tired.
I stayed at the Coast for a weekend with friends. My brother came  
to drive me home, but was rude, and in a hurry to rejoin his  
friends. I was embarrassed because the family involved was  
extremely nice, and hospitable to him.
The saddest moment in my life was when I lost my younger sister a  
few years back.
The fridge we had at home had a lock.  One day when I wanted  
something, I unscrewed the door but unfortunately I was caught in  
the act.
One day mother slaughtered a chicken for a brother who had come  
back for holiday. In everybody's absence I opened the foodstore  
and ate all internal organs of the chicken. When mother  
discovered, we were all called and I was found with hands stained  
with soup. I was ashamed being the eldest of all in the family.
When I learnt that a friend of mine had talked about me to  
another friend and had said wrong things about my abilities and  
attitudes.  I was very angry.
On a mountain tour, my girlfriend and I passed by an inn. Near  
the house there was a big dog which began to follow us. As my  
girlfriend is afraid of dogs, I had to draw his attention to me.  
He jumped towards my shoulders and wanted to play with me but I  
really did not like that.
My parents claimed me on their income tax after I had been out of  
the house for two years receiving no financial support from them.  
As result I had to work more during school because they were  
expected by the FAO to contribute to my education when they  
refuse to do so.
I have a boyfriend and I am very fond of him. When we had our  
"11-months jubilee", I had forgotten it. But he gave me a red  
rose.
When in the initial interview for the recruiting, I don't know why,  
I accepted to do the test for army.
When a close friend of mine maintained a relationship with me  
till she needed me and broke it off when she did not need me.   
She behaved life a really selfish person.
I was caught doing something bad and I bribed the person who  
caught me.  Later I felt very bad, maybe I should have paid for  
my bad behaviour.
In a very crowded shop I was distracted and missed my turn in the  
queue.  A woman who was behind me began to shout at me asking me  
either to pay more attention or to leave.
I was caught stealing a box of matches in the supermarket and had  
to plead guilty.
When one has arranged to meet someone and that person arrives  
late, in the meantime one starts thinking about all that could  
have gone wrong e.g a traffic accident.