Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: ive been feeling completely stupid about this whole thing
im feeling really stupid and more than a bit panicky but i phone the doctors and they see me straight away
i feel that everyone has the ability to be artistic in his or her own special way and find that the most attractive art is unleashed fromthe virgin artists
i guess i could have done so many things before giving up i suppose i feel so content with loosing that like with the rest of things that should matter in this world i just dont care
i feel it s acceptable for me to put forth little effort in today s post
i taught him what it can look like and how it could make him feel scared confused excited nervous
i feel there are other options that not as violent probably more costly yet equally futile so whats the problem with keeping our men and women out of harms way
i feel no compulsion to bludgeon onlookers with how fabulous i want them to think i am because of the designer labels i was able to acquire
i am so grateful for that today and feel very blessed to have two grandsons right now
i feel super weak and i havent made it through a whole class in two weeks
i see other people writing about love when they have just brokeup and finding another person in his her life i kinda feel so disgusted
i feel so horny in these thigh high nylons
i feel very triumphant when ive found s
i do love making them feel welcomed and excited about starting high school
i feel a little overwhelmed
i kept doing research on bathroom renovations and all that research just resulted in me feeling more confused than ever about to how to go about tackling what to me felt like a mammoth task
i feel is only acceptable when that violence could lessen much more violence this could also apply to what i am discussing below i
ill be glad when shes all better cuz keeping ollie from fighting with her while shes feeling playful is quite a job
i feel pressured to write because i pressure myself to write or at least that it s just ingrained to do so
ill be honest i feel almost as relieved now as i did when i first found out i was getting book published
i feel this triumphant pride as i stand at the counter like i am achieving some high level male honor because i am a female doing this a redhead to boot
i had on my plate without the stress of feeling completely overwhelmed
i have been thinking about ecology as a metaphor for second language studies for some time now but i feel like the thought of it is more elegant than my words can ever be
i was incredibly youthful in my employment in which i had been angry stay when i was feeling i had been offended simply because i wasnt the professional decided on
i will usually tell him that i was feeling frustrated for whatever reason and ask him to help me fix it
i feel that the moment you adopt a sense of caring for others it brings you inner strength