Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel like i should go to the supermarket and buy something totally delicious for dinner with the money my mother put in my account today
i just don t like to smile don t feel like talking and i don t want to be considerate
i feel such morose sentiments floating around my brain
i have the feeling i am going to be tortured tonight
im feeling defeated or doubtful
i know how they feel about it all and they talk like the ppl above them on the ladder are so vain amp shallow amp bla bla bla
when i broke my leg i felt fear
ive seen the way serina feels strange if shes not being useful and it sure helps that the cleaner is pretty expensive and not having to pay that money would be pretty great
i feel most unwelcome
i remember hating walking from the car to the my classroom feeling judged and ugly and jeered at with every step
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
i began to feel bitter towards them
i feel a mad connection with your body and this is how i decided to kick off side a
i am feeling very inadequate about how to share my feelings and of how to write this blog post but i am going to give it a go and hope that it makes sense
i feel like my house is constantly dirty because i truly hate cleaning especially when i m tired
i was asked to do the illustration work for the second volume of the city of hell chronicles i was really excited but i couldn t help feeling a little apprehensive at the same time because as i have described before i m fairly new to all this
ive been feeling kind of bitchy lately
im feeling a little melancholy tonight days ago
i feel violent wanna kill someone anyone or kiss them
im not feeling pissed off about picking up those toys
i imagine is how this woman at the breast clinic had been feeling and how unfortunate that something like this did happen for her
i begin to have these doubts my stomach clenches my heart races and i feel fearful
i feel as though marjane had to live a very rushed childhood not so much for what was happening in her surroundings but because of her eager need to know everything
i feel like each year i teach i get more passionate about my job find more love for my kids and want to try even harder
i get the feeling people think im indecisive and childish which isnt entirely true not to the degree that i show it anyway
im pretty sure of is this feeling inside me of being terrified