Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i was still feeling strong
i never ever thought about not blogging about books mainly because i think you should blog about something you feel passionate about and for me thats books
i long for this its a need i feel is all of this in vain
i feel so angry that cancer is slowly killing my dad
i tried to reconcile the two feelings into one piece of music the unease and tender nostalgia present in martin s song of wwii france is different from the sharp bleeding ache i was feeling
i still feel amazed by its beauty diversity and joie de vivre
i never feel bad spending money on other people just when i spend it on myself
i don t know how to feel any other way about losing someone who feels like a member of my family than heartbroken
i did feel reluctant to keep on going and drew focalors sigil with a black opium incense stick on a wall by grabbing the wooden part and pulling the incense part back slightly and allowing it to smack to wall leaving a black powder line and meditated
i feel so uncertain about the decade ahead
i don t feel like there was a part before the race where i was stressed out
i can be mettaful and be feeling crappy
im feeling stubborn today and got home and was like no way im gonna go get that mri soon
i begin to feel that every waking moment is devoted to work
i feel mad that you grabbed the toy
i also feel strange that by the ripe old age of twenty three i want a goddamn life partner
i was not wrong to feel angry but i was wrong for what i said
i feel bitter to see what i ve become
i am thrilled with the way my skin and hair feel if you are like me you are skeptical
i start to feel more and more frantic and rushed trying to provide excellent care for my patients and then high tail it home
i feel uncomfortable using the word awesome but this idea actually is
i feel empty and dim if i miss that
i could understand if a survivor reading this might at first feel offended by my talking about abstract forms of rape
i was a touch pissed off that janine appears to have totally forgotten my birthday i feel a sarcastic comment in her card next week to make up for it
i feel a bit like a naughty child because i wasn t sure i d do a post today
i do my best but it feels uncomfortable