Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i will admit that some days i yell some days i dont want to get out of bed some days i cuss and freak out even some days i dont even really want to talk to anyone because i feel a little numb and im afraid people will know that im not ok
i don t think i could feel more idiotic if i tried
im feeling a little tender and mashed today and im doing my best
i have also realized that while i may feel fabulous some days today is proof that im still right there in it with all my listeners
i see what the ritalin culture is doing to the children and their flias i feel shocked
i do remember my left quad starting to feel strange not hurting yet an aggravating feeling about a week or two before the marathon
i try not to complain or show them my attacks because they feel so helpless like any parent would
i feel somewhat hopeful about things
im definitely feeling festive
i just feel weird doing it but i want to make sure he feels loved in there
i can t say i was feeling the least bit inspired by the idea that i was going to be riding through weather like this at random times over the coming hrs
im glad that peter doesnt feel threatened or concerned by my recent interest in decidedly egalitarian almost feminist christian blogs jonalyn finchers a href http soulation
im feeling awfully spiteful right now
i am finally starting to feel better but darn it how frustrating
i feel so self satisfied proving that i can get by without my car and i am not one of those typical americans who is so dependent on their car and foreign oil
im feeling distracted and a little bit flighty
i need to be wise and hide some things from him because if he really knew all about me then he would feel too safe would get bored and will go find his adventure somewhere else
i am a very goal oriented person and i never feel more satisfied than when i am in hot pursuit of a goal
i am feeling a little stressed about my book club coming up and dont know how im going to fit people into that place
i feel so honored and grateful that these wonderful people have entrusted us with this beautiful boy as our son
i feel like i would have more direction that i would still feel innocent
i feel shafted or greedy
i feel lucky every single day for it
i have ten years behind me now of painting professionally and i finally feel really confident now
i luckily i don t think anyone i know was there at the time but can t help feeling a bit shaken
im trying to do something often i just look at the whole problem and feel overwhelmed by it then sometimes avoid the issue for as long as i can