Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i may never have a best selling novel i feel joyful and alive when i m writing so i write
i feel i have to write about it it was truly innocent even though there was quite a bit of feeling involved
i guess you could say i am a loner but i feel more lonely in a crowed room with boring people than i feel on my own
i wonder what he thinks about now when he hears this song i feel a little disturbed listening to it but then again i was always a disturbed individual
i feel kinda appalled that she feels like she needs to explain in wide and lenghth her body measures etc pp
i feel so nervous anxious and i dont know why
i cant help but feel that bioware have missed an opportunity here
i feel like that fact is being abused
i lied about my feelings and thats why im now hated by the one person i thought really understood me
i feel very shocked i have never expected that would happen to me
i feel terrible that i am not consumed by guilt
i am not looking forward to being beaten down to feeling like a disappointment to my husband or to the emotional pain
i have read and experienced going vegetarian to vegan from a meat eater how the toxins leave your body and make you feel irritable and grumpy
id told him about my private session with cn was that it was remedial sparring help so i was feeling a little unpleasant pressure from the beginning to pull off something spectacular and it was difficult to try to relax
i feel i rock at than i am usually devastated
i understand feeling alone and lonely like you may never be really known
i was feeling stubborn so when my friend said that i had to come to her if i wanted a hug i said well come halfway but no so i just walked off and shes leaving today
i feel pathetic and that i shouldnt make myself feel this way
i don t feel too gloomy or melancholic or something
i feel very blessed to be given the chance to do what i love
im already feeling stressed without trying to sort that lot out
i was feeling pretty bitchy
i just feel terrified like im on the edge of a precipice staring ahead
i cant tell if the moments of shock that im not feeling are because im jaded or if lovecraft actually missed the note to use a musical analogy
i wanted both but i feel greedy
i was feeling pretty hateful towards my refrigerator as i cleaned it