Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel passionate that students should have choice in their reading and that it is my job to encourage a love of reading
i can feel something so strong for others but to take it
i even get jealous when my bf speaks to his best friend who is a girl and also friend of mine but i listen and understand their friendship because my trust towards my bf is higher than me feeling jealous
i went home all alone from a restaurant it was dark
i feel so much more myself and i missed me
i have a lot to learn i feel like people are supportive of me
i feel like fake eyeglasses will make me look older and hell a little more authoritative too
i reckon this is fair enough yes the queen is their monarch but they are so geographically removed from her and her presence that i appreciate that many australians may feel more loyal to their country and own communities than to the queen herself
one afternoon
i think its time to find better stress management techniques and choke back this feeling of being overwhelmed
ive been judged and looked down on more times that i can count for being too many shades of grey having too many feelings and being too gentle in a world that will walk all over you given the chance
i have a feeling there will be many sarcastic quotes in this and future posts about him yikes
i needed to feel loved and accepted although i falter
i know im making a big deal out of it but i feel quite shocked that i can drive
i have succumbed to the dreaded commuter virus and feel altogether a little bit rotten
im sick of constantly having this betrayed feeling in my stomach the feeling that no matter how much someone says they care about me whether it be a friend or something more they dont seem to have any loyalty no compassion for me or whats hurt me no understanding just arguments
i feel empty and lonely i want to cry but i cant i want to scream and im afraid to
i was so busy analysing what s wrong that i end up feeling bitter with the things that makes me happy before
i think the answer to my problems can be found in the bottom of a bottle of cheap alcohol and logically i know that nothing waits for me there except a headache come the following morning a dull ache at my temple like the feeling of repressed tears
i really feel amp dont be so uptight when expectations of others are met
i feel excuse the messy thoughts i cant wait to make new friends im afraid to leave
i was thinking about this last night i thought about what i tell my own daughter each day and wondered if she feels as stressed as these students do
i legs would feel shitty for a few miles but would come around like they always do
i try so hard to help them see the joy in life i always feel i can help these damaged and empty people and each time i fail i have to accept it as their failure not mine and i have a hard time doing that
i also feel sometimes that ive missed out on things because of the amount of times ive had to leave somewhere early to take someone home
i love being around people and i naturally feed off of their energy but i feel all alone in the world