Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im feeling doodly playful artistic hungry puzzled trendy stellar and wonderful
i have a gut feeling you will do fabulous and i will be the one taking notes love mom journal entries september th
i have a feeling it is soon going to become a rather messy heavy book which no one will want to look at but i reckon it will mean the world to me
im feeling unimportant or sorry for myself not at all
i will not respond i am not trying to trap any one or make you feel burdened upon or threatened for your opinion
i look in my wallet and i feel a cold chill
i feel like there are a couple of castanets songs i really liked over the last five or eight years but i feel like ray raposa just got lost in that wave of freak folk that rolled in and crested in like and then got washed back out to sea
the possibility of having failed the examination
i feel so weird and scattered with all wonders about a million different things
i often feel bothered by it by my inability to stop loving people no matter how much time passes or how deeply they wrong me
i feel so vulnerable and yet so protective over her
i love you all d pagetitle superman mereka penyeri my life without them i feel like blank sheet of paper
i have the feeling that im going to be stubborn about it
i am feeling a little apprehensive but i m sure that will pass once i have the first treatment and with your prayers
i remember me and my mum crying holding ourselves against a door while he tried to break it down and feeling terrified
i really want to be proud to say i ve lost x amount of weight rather than feel discouraged because i m not where i want to be
i am feeling lousy right now
i feel it and im unhappy
i feel overwhelmed and i want to forget it all
i finally admit im feeling sorry for myself evar ok i finally admit im feeling sorry for myself if bc
i was feeling somewhat defeated and completely at a loss of what to do next
i am feeling grumpy i put this on
i feel that i want what i need and know that i just need to bleed in this fucked up world of my own
i feel your loving presence everywhere
i punched out of work sunday sighed and the brunch trumpeter waldo carter said from behind i know exactly how you feel this startled me and i flinched
i feel weird if i just do completely nothing