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 started explaining what my biggest problems were bottling up my feelings and then dumping all those problems onto one person and my selfish search for happiness when i had felt everyone around me had found their happiness
i sometimes feel i am being stubborn not out of spite but rather in spite of myself
i feel so fond of him i want to squeeze him tightly and not unusually
ive been coursing through cycles of happiness to a feeling of being mellow to a feeling of being really depressed to being mellow again and then back to the beginning
i definitely have a ton to learn still and i feel so hopeful about this program
i think im just being stupid feeling nervous
i write that i feel a bit anxious
i feel like i just dont have it in me to keep loving him and he deals me a card and it says mercy
i just feel totally devastated
i do hope that some simply transferred to another benedictine monastery that they didn t all feel so disillusioned that they walked away from monastic life altogether
i feel like especially in the art world we could all do with a little more reality and little less you fill in the blank
i feel like i have been faithful enough that i have proved myself and paid my dues but faith is not stagnate
i love being around people and i naturally feed off of their energy but i feel all alone in the world
i hate feeling stupid and incompetent
i am heavy and i feel dull all over i think i ve stopped breathing
i look at my life my beautiful family the fact that i feel truly blessed and that all that ive asked from god and the universe all that has happened and beyond how my imagination fathomed it
i also feel like a sophist half the time when im looking for supportive examples
i can do all things through christ who gives me strength is a lovely little verse that i repeat over and over when im feeling a little unsure about something
i was laughing at my husband because he was still feeling skeptical with me cooking nice gozelemes
i really only get inspired to write on this blog when im feeling shitty about life and i guess september being my birth month and all was pretty great
i feel like i quote him or talk about him much but it is only because i am continually amazed and nourished by his spirit and his understanding and excitement for life
i feel like garbage i cant think about being thankful right now it hurts too badly
i was buying clothes that made me feel uncomfterble just so i was accepted
i feel terrible for him but omg
i feel so cool cool cool cool cool girl i feel so cool cool cool cool cool girl
i am feeling a little less delicate i will attempt to clean up this hovel