Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i just want people to leave me alone and not make me special because i feel really vain and bad when people pay that much attention to me
i spent so much of my pregnancy feeling like a listless slug
i cant help feeling like specifically my weight loss plight however successful is boring
i cant even get through schindlers list much less see the actual death chambers and feel the ghosts of the tortured around me
i have been labeled the accuser and for this reason i feel it is my responsibility to bring to your attention this information about whom you have believed to be faithful
i am officially feeling festive
i keep wondering why im hitting walls of grief and loss even while im having fun or feeling excited or enjoying some wonderful friends and pre summer time experiences
i feel pretty confident giving endless opinons about
i felt like i had went so far now it feels like my world was shaken just the other day
i feel generous sometimes and feed a little of those savings to the birds
i contributed my ideas and opinions during discussions and i feel that i contributed ideas that were valued and taken into consideration
i might not feel so cool
i do not agree with hirsi ali on policy matters and i do agree with much of what ingrid writes by contrast but having grown up in a country for which i feel little love and with the culture of which i do not identify in the least i can t help but to be sympathetic to her
i was feeling somewhat irritable through the whole thing
i feel simultaneously thrilled and shy about this its both unsettling and exciting to see myself in this way
i wake up every morning excited about breakfast rather than feeling like i cant be bothered
i feel completely submitted and devoted to a href http www
i log on feeling vaguely sociable and after a short amount of time im all socialised out
i feel selfish for praying through things
i think he feels pretty cute in this
i counsel people who are in abusive relationships i have prided myself with understanding how they feel being a supportive resource because i get it
i get the feeling that most people in her life think that shes lead some sort of charmed existance
im feeling pretty good but once at the bus stop i start yawning
i wanted to root for someone to feel wronged and condemned on their behalf
i feel much more confident that any other time ive been to india in the past
i do struggle i dont get anxious instead i feel that much more determined to succeed