Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im off to relax while feeling my sweet extremely active little baby wiggle around in my belly
i can say that it is happening in the eastern part of the country and that i feel quite safe here
i know thats not true but thats how i feel i get scared
i had a feeling that was going to happen once i accepted the job offer because life likes to throw you lots of curveballs
i expressed my concerns that jens mobility had really declined to the point that she now sometimes uses crutches and on a good day the doctor suggested occupational therapy and said he would contact our local occupational therapist and we went on our merry way feeling rather disheartened
i feel weird having to yank it down and readjust it at points
i feel more hostile towards sarcoidosis than usual
i have also known the pain of feeling worthless too broken too scarred to ever span style mso bidi font size
i feel that she was trying to hurt me
i hoped it would i would feel disappointed and depleted
i feel without being disturbed by it
i am allowed to feel guilty about neglecting the work that was due and the part of myself that did want to do it
im definately feeling the change but im refusing to feel impatient about it
i feel awful for so but he has to know im not lying about what the kid does sometimes if hell stoop to pending on himself
i could easily describe this transformed feeling as hopeless but it was an anesthetized type of hopelessness
i sometimes feel quite isolated as we live in a regional area so i often think
i feel very disheartened today
i feel grouchy at one point then it changes to a panic then to having this feeling like someone or something is after me
i know that this pair of socks took about two months to make but i feel that was because yours truly was truly distracted by the strings as i like to call it
im feeling more fucked up than last night
i got this amazing news from tracy today the final covers only chapters no wonder we were feeling so rushed and it seemed we didnt have enough time
i am so aware that if i indulge my wounded self in the first thoughts i will feel impatient and burdened and if i make sure that my loving adult is in charge thinking the second loving thoughts i will feel happy blessed and peaceful
i am not going to get into saturday night all im going to say is i once again went home sat with billy for a bit then went to bed feeling alone wasted not in the good way and abandoned
i remember consistently feeling dissatisfied with my progress
i am still feeling pretty lousy from this allergy induced stupor so last night i just was not really feeling wildstar and interacting with other human beings
i get this gut feeling or am i just being paranoid