Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i remember feeling loved and beautiful and special and sweaty to be honest
i feel like there is so much more i could be doing for the community and loving children is what i excel at
i hope she didnt get that feeling i didnt want to make her feel bad about bringing it up
i sent my boyfriend bobby when i was feeling particularly melodramatically helpless i miss having a home in the states and i miss my sweatshirt and i miss taco bell
i had it in the bag because i was still feeling strong
i might also write a bit about science if im feeling particularly energetic
i feel stupid using this name
i feel for the guy because i think he is sincere honest and intelligent
i know it so difficult especially when you feel you have been wronged
i only feel curious impatient eager and confused
i feel like being selfish and keeping this foodie secret myself but why would i deny everyone else
i was beginning to think that i had been cut from the ranks of the frugal antics improv challenge and was beginning to feel a bit insecure about my first entry last month
i sensed such a feeling when i understood i was admitted to the university i was at home
i dissect every new fact that comes to surface i feel more disheartened
i love my family and i have such a wonderful life so writing all of this down and complaining makes me feel ungrateful
i fully understand the feeling of being beaten down wounded and bereft
i really feel devastated seeing him witness these things around him
being reunited with my family after not having seen them for years
i didnt feel any emotional pulls toward anyone except the lord
i feel completely honored to be an influence to this young talented fully alive beautiful girl woman
im with her most of the time i feel perfectly content
i remember two specific things from that class feeling terrified of my teacher who would repeat the same question in spanish with increasing volume until his victim either managed to answer correctly or ran away screaming and feeling distracted by the cute boy who helped me study for tests
im feeling overwhelmed by college with everything else that had happened this semester
i want to be swept off my feet and feel special rather than just being told i am
i wonder if the people in this room know that the motion of their movements provide me with an embrace of energy that feels as safe and sound as someone s arms around me
i still feel that i expect pieces of the world from him but im afraid to come close and place those expectations upon him again in fear that hell disappoint me