Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel like those rich people all fall into the category of don t belong when i see them on the bus
i feel so virtuous writin my morning journal like here i am in a jane austen novel which is aided by the fact that mr gs computer is on a kinda
i have a feeling this is going to be really long and obnoxious
i feel violent and crazy and i feel myself slowly losing patience
when my grandmother died after a long illness
i have been feeling overwhelmed and time poor
i feel this way about all relationships romantic platonic and friend zoned friends that dissolve
i have realized that by ignoring it i am no better and it is heartbreaking to feel so helpless against it
i lie in bed my legs are in constant motion i feel i am out of control as they have to be shaken or tapped or just doing something
i feel stressed i venture out to photograph nature in any form and that lifts my spirit
i usually don t wear glasses at first i had uncomfortable feeling like irritated but lately i feel comfortable to have it
i wouldnt buy it but if someone gave me some id wear it if i was feeling a particularly vain that day but not really
ill dream about sol and wake up feeling distressed
i feel really greedy but i like hogging him
i know my good friends are biking through tulip fields i feel a little regretful
i am feeling overwhelmed by god s grace
i feeling so aggravated about all of this
im busy i just bask in that fabulous overwhelming feeling and when i have really nothing to do i just live my life as a cat would just caring about sleeping and eating
we had come back from a programme and we were all three girls staying over at another girls placce one of them started passing very nasty and outright bitchy remarks at me it was brought on by a male colleagues compliments to me
i am good at something that i feel passionate about and all of the other students that graduate this year are in the same boat what happens after
i do these days that makes me feel a little uncertain about the future the pressures that pierce me deep the feeling of being completely isolated from the world i used to glory in and all the thrills that go with it
im getting there but i really do feel dazed and confused at the moment
i feel like youre ashamed to be seen with me in public because im bigger than you
i feel slightly disturbed by the whole thing
i feel really vulnerable with him i tell him too much im too honest and i hate it
i can pick at my skin for a while and make myself feel terrible and then when i feel bad enough that i need to make myself feel better i can stop and theres the illusion of released pressure