Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel the compulsion to get low
i woke up feeling rather devastated
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i watch my friends going through changes and i feel envious
i feel it is vital to make the most of that day and live it to our fullest potential
i feel like ive gone out of my way to be particularly considerate about not having inconsequential complaints so i dont illicit those feelings in others that i so ungraciously had before as well
i feel that were like sweet couple
i feel after reading allthingsbucks blog which brought tears to my eyes and a lump in my throat and a feeling of not having a worthwhile thing to be upset about that i shouldnt write such a lame blog
i think that our favorite activities as a child are often very telling and if someone is feeling a little unsure about their life s direction going back to those childhood favorite past times holds many rich clues
i naturally didn t know any fightstar songs they were catchy enough that i could feel like i knew what was going on and they were quite lively and they preformed fantastically well
i feel blessed that i am allowed to take things for granted
i feel resentful about my education rel bookmark why i feel resentful about my education a class entry author href http liveagainsttheflow
i still feel a bit overwhelmed
i was starting to feel a little bitchy by this point
i feel so hesitant posting them
i think i must have caught a mild version of big as cold as i had the sniffles and was just not feeling inspired
i really didnt feel like going to yet another womens conference it was a wonderful event and i am glad that i went
i was feeling much more agitated than usual had difficulties sleeping and constantly required my parents presence
i know i can do it and in fact that i will but i feel terrified that the stories won t be as good as they could be and that any readers that i can actually convince to buy the book will read it and hate it and never want to read anything by me again
im feeling generous with my words
i feel some sort of treachery towards beloved if i do go out and fuck someone
i feel good about the project
i was mightily nervous given that i crashed and burned at this point last time and i still remember feeling shocked at how hard i found the x second runs
i hear that bird i know that all is well and i feel safe
i want someone i know to know all my thoughts and feelings or do i want to keep all my loyal and faithful readers
i feel so deeply shocked and saddened