Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel a little overwhelmed
i ended up shoeless making me feel even more vulnerable and slowing me down further
i always feel jealous
i am now in cyprus seeing my timeline so visibly and i ask myself why do i feel so stressed at home when i could feel so relaxed like i do now
i feel very innocent and chaste now
im always disappointed that no ones perceptive enough but then again if im worried about people watching me then should i feel disappointed at myself for not watching them
i feeling boring
i feel sad for her
i wanted to avoid feeling rushed
i feel quite proud of myself this month as i managed to get through wait for it ten books
i wish that my family and i didnt feel this need to keep her constantly entertained when shes around because shes always bored out of her mind irregardless of what we do with her and doesnt remotely appreciate our efforts to tolerate everything about her but whatever
i always seem to have some kind of life upheaval or additional work stress that makes it hard to feel thrilled about the upcoming holidays
i was feeling so amused at the man s tone that i too could not help laughing
ill write again soon cant wait to hear from everyone im feeling pretty homesick right now
i recommend bacon for dinner if you want to feel like youre doing something naughty
i feel so fucked up these days
i not feeling as melancholy as i was the other day
i can sit out on my deck and soak up warmth and sun and sometimes it feels ok that the world is still standing even though i am not
i write which is what i consider my real profession even though by teaching poetry to troubled and poor kids i feel i m doing something useful
i always feel as though it is my role in life to be supportive to my friends as an example of joy and fun to remind them that life is good that we are good and that when they and we are not we can strive for them to be so
i feel like parts of me that were repressed and buried for so long are just now surfacing
i know that i will always feel a little bit strange and out of place in the academy
i had been lying to myself feeling that maybe because i so loved spending time with this fellow and thought he enjoyed his time so equally with me that maybe the ends justified the means
i still feel stressed
i feel somewhat hopeless and pitiful
i sit here feeling dazed after spending most of the afternoon in a comatose state i realise that hours in a day is not enough to do things we really want to