Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i had it in the bag because i was still feeling strong
ive found it im feeling pretty pumped
i feel a bit frantic today with everything i need to get done
i feel so helpless i have no one to talk to
i have no word to describe the feeling reply she said its been days today that i have been in such a lovely country india i never thought that anything like this can ever happen to me where everyone treated us so gracefully humbly and with so respect
i hate feeling empty and numb
i can honestly say that every good thing in my life right now is crashing down and i feel too stubborn to ask for help
i feel like a strange antisocial creature difficult for the cooperation
i cant help but feel like im doing something dirty
i feel defective for not wanting what makes me a woman
i feel victimized by the drag on our country with heads in the sand traditionalists i hesitate to call them conservatives for fear of offending real honest to god conservatives who still think the world was created years ago and that stuff like skeletal remains are some kind of hoax
i was left feeling a little disheartened
i feel inadequate because it prompts comparison
i walk into a restaurant well any public place i feel like all eyes are on me and i feel really paranoid
i feel like im being taken advantage of and on top of that i am really bothered by my boyfriends sloppy behaviors
i feel like my meds arent working correctly and idk its weird
im happy to report that i didnt feel that angered urge to smack olivia today the way ive felt it before
i cross the finish line i want to feel exhausted and alive at the exact same time
i feel really stressed out
i feel worthless unmotivated like i m getting no where
i always feel very threatened by her when it comes to guys cox you no she gets a lot of contact with the guys i like like my first and bf
i should just relax for now but it feels so distinctly strange for me
i feel that perfume ought to last all day long and never having to reapply which is certainly not the case with dorothy jessica parker s lovely
i feel like crap for being ungrateful
i love the feeling of aching oh what are those insipid things called on the front sides of my calves muscles and i love the fantasy that some day soon i will be featured in sports illustrated as the swimsuit model of the year maybe they will make a special issue for the baby boomers
one afternoon