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 dont want to sound cocky or full of myself but alhamdulillah so far i dont feel troubled by breastfeeding even after i start working
i feel rejected so i must not measure up
i shrugged not feeling particularly enthralled about the educational tour and feeling guilty that i would prefer to stay at home and play house
i feel been accepted and although sip compliant voip services may be used as part of an institution s telephony infrastructure on the desktop and indeed on mobile phones skype probably is the safe mainstream option
i didnt feel passionate about most of the posts
i don t exactly feel sociable still
i feel a bit frightened that you are touching my car while i am away repeatedly i ask you to stop putting stuff on it
i love tall guys they make me feel so little and innocent however innocent was the last thing that i was that night
i feel like taking a whack at someone s eye and spitting on it a cranky old lady i try to cheer myself up
i feel pretty posted on a href http playhousecomm
i got a sick feeling in my stomach i just did a blog post on my cute laundry room now my dryers going out
i just feel you so so don t be afraid i should hurt even more and pray again so i can find you again the more time passes the more it hurts i need you go back in time just one time forgive my sins if only i could turn things back this pain would be so so sloth
i feel like people seem to be intimidated by me or this blog
im postponing feeling virtuous about this labor
i look at myself and feel dissatisfied
i know now and i knew then that it was a season of learning about trusting god and i do feel more peaceful and calm because of it
im feeling really good and i know im getting stronger but i am also waking up early and working hard almost every morning
i throw it out there the better ill feel heck im paranoid up such a tree brach right now i jumped when a chipmunk crossed my path when i went walking today
i stopped challenging him and always make him feel more than superior to me like magic the whole fighting stopped
im honest when i say a part of me feels tortured as though this is part of the system of function in your life the one that allows you to order and manipulate people in such a way so that they are lined up and positioned to serve their prupose when you should need them
i feel that she should change herself and i was too timid to speak up for her except in underground murmurs
i could feel that the person was pissed at me because that person didnt understand what i was trying to say and so there was further personal attack again asking me whats my nationality giving me that shit face and blah blah
i ended up changing my clothes and laying in bed with my eyes closed for the next hour and eventually i started to feel better
i kept feeling love for the divine and others who were there with me my crew fellow runners volunteers passersby
i just feel like i dont like supporting walmart because maceys has such good family values and is closed on sundays and isnt trying to take over mom and pop stores but i have to be a smart consumer too
i spent most of that game feeling unsure about where i needed to be what i should be doing and just mostly feeling completely lost