Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i got to chat with rustie dean from my hometown moose jaw and everyone made me feel so welcomed and comfortable
i feel spiritually invigorated if physically tired
i told him that maybe i just need time to think how ive been feeling indecisive about things lately
i feel offended used and disgusted
i apologize to all the ppl i dragged along with me to see it i feel shamed img src rte emoticons smile embaressed
i feel sorry to hear your story
i feel like i love everyone or at least i am compassionate toward others
ive been meeting up many people since this semester but tonight at cinderalla i couldnt help but feeling sorrowful and down
i write i feel a little dissatisfied
i don t feel sorry for helen s camp going hungry anymore
im feeling really really left out and somewhat dissatisfied with everything
i started this blog with pure intentions i must confess to starting to feel a little disheartened lately by the knowledge that there doesnt seem to be anybody reading it
i feel grumpy to wake up so early
i am merely a man who will feel humiliated whenever i am intimidated by you
i even get jealous when my bf speaks to his best friend who is a girl and also friend of mine but i listen and understand their friendship because my trust towards my bf is higher than me feeling jealous
i sometimes feel like the heroine who is never stressed or teary or worn out with all the hardship is pretty shallow
i feel impatient but much thanks to nic she knows how to calm to me down
i feel my blog is getting a bit bombarded with beauty posts and i feel im boring you all what dya think
i feel like im worthless
i can t believe it i feel so nervous but my father reassures me that there is nothing to be nervous about which only makes me more nervous
i am reminded that this heartache im feeling is a gentle nudge
i still feel like i look messy and its no use to try to change it
i feel like they think i hate them or something and its just weird
i hate feeling pressured into having to carry on conversations because if i didnt it would just end up with the two of us breathing at each other until our receivers got all steamy
i was happy with the progress but i was also beginning to feel a little hopeless
i got the feeling she hated that that i would not admit it let it in i know ive hated every single obstacle that kept it from her every single leaden block that kept being placed in our once clear path to one anothers arms