Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i dunno i just feel so useless
i didnt need that reminder plus her words made me feel as if she saw me as pathetic
i am feeling very confident as of late
i have felt so loved and i have so much love for the people in my life that i feel content with where i am at right now
i know will be less welcomed by some who feel that we need to be ferocious and brave and show the wizarding community that we will continue our work to rid england of mudbloods and half breeds and whatnot
i am suddenly feeling very energetic
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 try to share what i bake with a lot of people is because i love people and i want them to feel loved
i think i forgot that and that anyone who didnt feel enriched with me in their life should be welcomed to leave me
i say that i feel like im hated
i feel weird about my self this doesn t feel like me
i feel to write something is making me reluctant
i feel a tad bit envious of my younger self i was in great running shape young and had my whole life ahead of me
im lying in bed feeling very anxious and have a knot in my stomach
i didnt feel terrified
i added muas primer to mine and it makes my skin feel lovely
i will close my eyes and recite the following mantra every day and whenever i m feeling unsure frustrated or shiftless with my progress towards my top body
i do not however feel in any way hostile to anyone or capable of violence
i may finally sit down and feel sweet release only to notice i have misplaced my glasses or that the kids have found a unique place for them
i did or i did not doesnt matter any more because i am starting to feel assured of who i am now and have made peace with why i lied in the past
i feel honoured to have readers who understand and will incorporate it into their sport
i feel about the loss of our beloved dog chewie
i plan on relaxing in the lounge for an hour in front of the tv for a bit of man vs food where i shall feel very virtuous as i swap a late night chocolate bar for a cup of tea whilst watching someone else gorge themselves on disgustingly bad food
i can feel more productive
im sick of the fact that in the few and far between times i feel i can depend on someone because i am so stubborn and proud never want t but sometimes it happens they let me down
i wanna tell you how i feel but im scared