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 tried to convince them that mine wouldnt actually make them feel crappy like the real deal but they were still reluctant to try it
i feel so bad that im posting this blog so late
im not feeling particularly creative at the moment
i was stymied a little bit as i wrote feeling unsure that i might go somewhere with the story unintended
i moved away he said something that made me feel violent but its something i still cant make out
i feel im getting less and less vigorous
i feel less keen about the army every day
i tend to come away feeling insulted by books that deny them
i feel so helpless when i look out at the world
i feel like when you only have one child that the time you have with them is all the more precious
im so fed up of christmas by christmas that i really struggle to feel festive
i feel like every day is a blur of running being irritated with my son and doing something pertaining to making dinn
i mean i feel i feel like the i feel the burden i cant breathe and suddenly im terrified of october what have i been doing the past weeks
i feel agitated thinking about his mother and her supposedly hidden msg
i feel about this band perhaps i m too distracted by the hardcore dancers flailing around
i feel pressured at times to succumb to fear and insecurities but thankfully i am still able to hold it on my own
i am feeling strong and indulging in the strength of my body feeling good about what it can do and how it looks while its doing it
i felt a lot of guilt for not trying harder and finding other solutions to continue breastfeeding much farther past months but as time goes on i feel content knowing i did the best i could with what resources and support i had at the time
i cannot help but feel inspired and uplifted both by martinez himself and by his association with occupy wall street
im also feeling pretty paranoid a lot and no i dont take drugs
i wasnt feeling well so we had to cancel our plans to join a larger family gathering
i code existed for the sole purpose of making stupid people feel smart
i can but i feel massively uncomfortable doing it it consumes massive amounts of processing power and i associate it with some very bad situations ive been in recently
i reply because they make me feel pretty
i hate feeling so despised and detested by someone who i truly care for and completely love
i love about my job i still feel dissatisfied