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 find it hard to feel jolly when throngs of people around me are so lost in the fervor of getting stuff that they cant see their heart for the green in their wallet encouraged by the constant barrage and pressure from every angle to shop here and buy more
im told by horsey people that they are a rare find so i feel quite lucky
i feel dumb packing when i can t even get a straight answer about whether or not i m actually going to be able to move somewhere
i feel a strange type of peace with this go around that i never felt with ally
im feeling a little apprehensive about this party
i would have smiled except i was starting to feel like any more uptight comments and my jaw would fall right out of my head
i cant help but feel that if i hadnt had been so selfish then i could have sheltered you from feeling this way now
i would be feeling guilty of writing craps on my blog nothing useful nor beneficial to others
i feel impatient yet i am not fully sure what i am searching for
i mean post and i feel rotten abou
i struggling to find a common ground with not feeling deprived managing my stress and activity and living a healthy lifestyle
i must say that there were all familiar faces since i go to that church since but there was this feeling that i was shy and i just wanted to stay there with my friend and be clingy with her all through out the meeting
i love my family and i have such a wonderful life so writing all of this down and complaining makes me feel ungrateful
i feel bothered
i still love my so and wish the best for him i can no longer tolerate the effect that bm has on our lives and the fact that is has turned my so into a bitter angry person who is not always particularly kind to the people around him when he is feeling stressed
i have been feeling restless and not quite grounded
ive fallen asleep embracing a person but never a book and we both woke up this morning feeling kind of awkward about it
i am not feeling fearful
i am starting to feel a bit disheartened with my progress on my physical tbr there are still boxes of books next to my bed and they are not going away as fast as i want them to
i feel like i can and have accepted that but will others
i often pass by the streets of jurer and feel impressed by some nice constructions and safe atmosphere it has
i want change but i feel like im discouraged because im living so comfortably
i have for myself even when i m feeling crappy
i must find a way to accept these limitations until they are older without feeling held back or resentful
i still feel ashamed at how i treated him
i sometimes feel doomed that the way my life is is the way it will be for the rest of my life