Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i no longer had to walk through the alleys of the slowly gentrified ghettos of my city to find one artist with a muffin top who took nude photos to make me feel like my body was acceptable and sadly not unique
i am feeling festive and in the mood to give a gift
i feel disgusted to even be associated with this woman by my race and nationality
i met a really cute girl who i feel kind of fond for today and normally girls are really complex to me but i can just be myself around her
i was feeling all resentful that id been given such a boring assignment and
ive found that when i make a simple mistake or i really screw up i feel foolish guilty and like i will never be myself again
i feel like ive been reading lisas blogs for ever and it was lovely to finally meet her and her boys who i recognised immediately
i feel helpless to make any real difference
im writing for those who have been told that they are weak or that their strengths are weaknesses and they were made to feel ashamed
i feel like im the mad hatter rather than alice
i really feel devastated seeing him witness these things around him
i dont know how to explain to you all the emotions that i felt at that moment but i can assure you of one thing i didnt have to convince myself to feel passionate about dominican republic
im unsure if the color suits me ive become so used to either only wearing either nude brown berry or dark lip colors that i feel insecure wearing anything light
i feel uncomfortable using the word awesome but this idea actually is
i finally fell asleep feeling angry useless and still full of anxiety
i can feel she still angry with me
im incredibly sensitive to the cold and as such i feel that its an extremely unpleasant thing to be exposed to
im feeling really bitchy so just stop reading if you dont want to hear my sob story
i spent a lot of time feeling overwhelmed with the amount of information he provided while reading the textbook
i dont even know how to describe how i feel its like im sad but i can understand his decision but i cant control myself to not be mad at him
i always feel pressured when i play against someone
i feel inside of me that it was not in vain
i feel like other books i pick up are going to be dull and boring in comparison
i have told about this to one of my closest friend and well i am feeling somewhat scared to entrust my secret someone else but at the same time i am also feeling better thinking that now i have someone to share my feeling about that someone special
i consulted my aunt a doctor partially because i wanted counsel without copay but mostly because i had a feeling my doctors would be skeptical
i sat there in the park friday night listening as he listed everything thatd happened for the past months that had made him feel shitty