Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel writing to sell to pander to popular taste just to make money is a sucker s game
i feel like having read ulysses is a club of really smart and fun people and i want to join that club
im sure she left feeling angry and unhappy but she also caused members of staff to feel angry aggressive and upset hurt as her final say was a personal attack to say we were awful individuals with bad attitudes
im feeling incredibly grumpy today a combination of hay fever rain and the stress of our hopefully imminent move
i feel this way about all relationships romantic platonic and friend zoned friends that dissolve
i go to pt i feel like a defective bum
i feel disappointed and want to tear up some paper and throw it across the room and write a giant letter of why things are unfair i just think of perspective
i have finished college had a couple kids worked through feeling entirely discouraged because of a camera that did not have the functions i wanted then feeling like i just couldnt do a decent job taking pictures i have decided to give it another try
i feel disgusted at him and at myself for having been with him and continuing to be something he wants in his life
ive just been told that i should feel more remorseful about the whole thing and that i should hang my head low for a long while because im pond scum
im tired of my family being so concerned about stevens man feelings when he does stupid shit that pisses me off like wrecking my expensive sweater and my pendleton blanket
i am already feeling homesick for a country that isnt mine own
i was feeling pretty gloomy when i started writing this it s that dreaded time of year of course i burnt the nd set of cake pops that i was baking and i just lost a game of monopoly that game sucks
i feel submissive in front of sexy girls
i didnt feel too needy i didnt feel too emotional
i feel terrible for him and want to cheer him up
i am at a point where i dread anyone asking me for anything because i feel like it is just one more opportunity for me to fail at something and that is a very horrible place for me to be
i feel less burdened in a way
i like the kickoffs to borrow an expression from an englishman i know because i don t feel rushed in the morning
i was blessed but in some ways i feel like im being tortured by divinity
i tend to stop breathing when i m feeling stressed
i was feeling restless no one was home and it was sunny outside
i feel like i am despised
i was feeling rebellious so i ate it
i have been walking around feeling pissed off at the world lately
i look down feeling alone and wantig to be that way