Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel if journalists then blamed me
ill feel to let all of these things out on this empty space
i feel very vulnerable about sharing things that i write but i hit the publish button anyway
i feel a pang every time i read an amazing canadian literary magazine for instance that id love to submit to only to see im on the do not enter list
i came back from the holidays feeling invigorated and inspired
i am feeling brave and lucky kind of like my heart is breaking and im falling in love all at the same time
i was thinking about going out to dinner but im feeling like i might not be bothered too
i kind of like the feeling that i am longing aching for spring
i feel is loving
i talk to you i feel like a lot gets resolved
i feel as if im trying to be so considerate of others
i am feeling inspired
im not always able capture the essence of the way i see the world in writing i feel that my weird way of thinking has been generally consistent throughout my short years
i will never forget as he shot the dye into me telling me ok youre going to feel a hot flash and then it will feel like youve pissed yourself
i want to feel like i m important
im feeling hopeful and so thankful for the supportive family i have helping me with this transition
i cant sleep and re read happy posts and i go past the one about picnic day and i get so happy im like james you make me so happy i love you and then repeat as soon as i feel jealous
i seriously still feel so insecure and dreadful that the new guy would suddenly pop back up and change things
i feel him her in the gentle breeze
i now feel a longing for knowledge
when i learnt that i had been accepted at the medical school
i returned home feeling invigorated and wanting more
im still using blogger to follow other blogs but i like livejournals feature of enabling private posts so i can keep just one journal without feeling inhibited about writing things i dont want to publish on the net
i try my best to be stoic i try to keep myself from feeling any emotions by being carefree and far from serious
i vividly remember feeling so offended that she would even dream such a thing could be a choice
i feel weird a href http bondmusings