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 didnt feel that i was caught in a limbo between carefree and responsibility
i plodded through this taking far too long but feeling rather virtuous
i feel that cold breeze
i feel that if people read my writing they will know that i m a dumb bunny
i waited in line longer than usual i didnt feel impatient that my business was delayed i listened to the master about why this was occurring and how i could be of service during that moment
i just feel discouraged because the industry is enormous what makes me special in a sea of pretty girls
im also pretty upfront about stating that i feel agitated and to just give me a bit of space to deal
i have had a lot of uncaring men in my life and it still feels strange to have several that call come by and reach out to me when i am at my weakest moments
im feeling stupid
i feel so ugly and ashamed img src http s
i did not feel any emotion or was deeply saddened or stunned for that matter
i remember frequently feeling surprised by the statistic that of the population are hsps given that i almost never came across anyone who was an hsp
ive had to harden my heart to toughen my skin in order to truly protect myelf from feeling utterly devastated
i need nine hours but it s true and if i get less even seven hours which is supposed to be the norm and which some people consider a lot i feel grumpy unhappy and seriously unmotivated
i could feel the envious eyes and hatred stares of the women wising they was in my place at the moment
i feel fucked church of fuck luminaries swinelord are back with a deluxe r
i feel depressed moody and just lethargic and tired
i just have a general feeling of this unpleasant heaviness from my stomach up
i feel fearful
i knew from high school and he s pretty fuckin chill says that the girl feels insulted and threatened by the blog that i wrote and would like me to apologize and if i offended her i m sorry
im just angry but i know she is hurt she feels dirty
i can t take medication because its triggering i have to be really at the point of i can t stand what i m feeling anymore just so i can get past that barrier but medicine has me afraid of vomiting
i often feel resentful of anything that seems good
i feel that my beloved nakahara mai would voice her nicely
i retorted feeling my face grow hot
i was feeling sentimental and so it made sense to commemorate the milestone with a book