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 still feel annoyed and the older sd is always sick with something and i mean always
i wonder how they would feel if someone was screaming at them and then saying horribly rude things behind their back later
i dont really know why im bothering to do my homework but i get the feeling that it will be in vain
i do however feel that some people would not be so shocked right
i feel so very honored that they asked little ol me
i really feel deprived
i feel fine im stepping away from my travelogue for this post because this video is worth watching and i wanted to recommend it to all my readers here on the blog
i sneeze i have dark circles under my eyes i feel miserable really
i remember the same giddy feeling of contented good fortune lucky lucky me here safe in our cozy home watching my fabulous man head off for the day knowing he ll be coming home to me in a few hours
i feel like the universe thinks i can handle and its giving me more and more suffering
i love being an author and feel that ultimately that will be my one career but all these other jobs are fabulous experiences that bring a lot to my writing
i love the wispy feeling of the delicate strands and the mellow green vibe
i own the brushes are constantly used and i feel that they are a worthwhile investment
im still feeling a little shaken
i email authors about interviews i feel a little intimidated
i have a feeling that was because we opted to shoot more photojournalistically and completely prop free which is a personal fave of mine
i begin to feel uncomfortable internally feeling nauseous light headed and experienced shortness of breath
i feel like at the moment with all the things to do and worry about and organise and because he is so supportive i have let myself forget to give him the attention he deserves
ive been feeling really defeated for some reason
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
i am feeling overwhelmed by daily responsibilities by expectations of my family and job by the demands on my time by my physical tiredness by the feeling that my burdens will overtake me by financial hardships by
i do that i d feel regretful
im feeling discontent with my sex life i feel like crying like venting about it
i walked into the dawn treader feeling fairly skeptical and walked out with three great books one was a hardcover book in japanese that i picked up for my mom for
i feel that i m so pathetic and downright dumb to let people in let them toy with my feelings and then leaving me to clean up this pile of sadness inside me
i feel like i m teetering on the edge of hoarding insanity when it comes to my beloved clothing