Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i am feeling rather thrilled
i can drop a great deal of paratroopers on the table at once should i feel the need to do so or conduct other useful air missions
i am so tired about it and i feel so fucked up
i feel hesitant and uncertain sometimes
i feel like i get a lot of questions in my list of search phrases that point people here and sometimes i m awfully disturbed at the things that somehow bring my blog up in a search engine
i can tell you exactly what is wrong at this very moment this very second i grieve for my son i miss my son i feel as though i am being punished and living in a hell at times
i want to exhibit all new pieces which is kinda making things a bit more stressful but i know id feel somewhat dissatisfied about showing old work
i feel you know basically like a fake in the realm of science fiction
i do feel like less of a person when i constantly hear family members use hateful language every time anything even remotely related to homosexuality comes up
i didn t feel like getting shaken down by the tsa quite yet so i pulled off to the side at creative croissants for a lunch
i just feel really lame
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 was feeling out of sorts anxious not sure what to do with myself
i feel pretty blank right now and thats good
i feel a bit mournful since i read a bulletin of one of my myspace friends
im sick of constantly having this betrayed feeling in my stomach the feeling that no matter how much someone says they care about me whether it be a friend or something more they dont seem to have any loyalty no compassion for me or whats hurt me no understanding just arguments
i know i dont live in new york anymore but i feel so outraged that this could happen in my city
im feeling a little melancholy as i listen to this song
i feel completely shaken up
i try to hang out with the both of them then i feel like this awkward third wheel
i find consolation in the beauty of small things but sometimes its just not enough and i feel stupid for trying
i am generally not a fan of tingling cleansers as my skin can be quite sensitive but this doesnt give me rashes or leave my skin feeling too irritated
i as representative of everything thats wrong with corporate america and feel that sending him to washington is a ludicrous idea
i cant believe this is the feeling i was so afraid of not disdain or hatred instead its just actual nothingness laced with a small dash of repulsion
i feel lame i cant help but to shake the fear and i feel like im failing samuel by being afraid
i always seem to feel im running on empty