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 feel quite proud of myself and its a wonderful feeling after years of feeling anything but
i don t feel comfortable doing it is what i m trying to say
i know we often feel like we dont know what books to use during our lessons and sometimes find the provided leveled readers to be boring
i know that its hard cos you might feel helpless or anything but sometimes its something that is beyond what you can do
i wanted to take this opportunity to express the way i feel about myself the blog and your lovely selfs of course
i was feeling ignored lied to full half or no truth omission avoidance being left out on things as if this was just a game to you and as if you really did not want me around
i was dreading it and feeling irritable
i feel overwhelmed by the fast pace of cities
i couldnt be entirely satisfied because i longed for a companion i could feel entirely devoted to as i am now
i was alone in a cottage i often stay in i was woken up by a rustling sound in the middle of the night
i can then sit seeing a random picture of colored christmas lights and feel my heart hurt from missing him so much
i felt out of control i hated myself for feeling it then felt more out of control hated myself for hating that i hated it and it just got worse until i was walking to work in a haze trying to not curl up on the pavement and just
deception from a person i loved very much
i feel more like damaged goods than ever because i burned out prematurely
i feel for my beloved that is reciprocated
i could better understand and feel the desires of his most sweet heart
i have a feeling that even if this was the only line up there jesse might make the hike all over again just to finish this amazing project
i feel that i helped to bring some happiness into the life of my troubled friend and to this day the zz top logo keychain hangs in my room and wherever he is i know that he s doing just fine cheers man
i stayed for a short while but feeling like he didnt need me anymore and having my own emotional drainage to work through i decided i needed to go home
i don t really know what the suicide attempt accomplished other than me feeling ashamed embarrassed and stupid
i feel so fake
ive definitely been feeling low this past week because ive been sick ever since bfd but im determined to get my health back
i feel that grits and even polenta are an unfortunate fate for corn
i can t relax my heart skips a beat now and then i feel other people s emotions i get irritated when i am pacing around not knowing what i need to do to feel better
im strictly on coke and jo still feeling a tad delicate after last nights bucket of doom anaesthetic
i feel all messy