Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i spent hours in my aunt and uncles bed room with my cousin my back against the wall under the window feeling completely ecstatic and my cousin was next to me just smirking because she knew he had to be different from my other friends
i am supposed to feel joyful b
i know that when i eat horribly i feel horrible
i feel jealous with them why they can
i have also always been afraid of the cold pool but i realized that it actually doesn t feel cold after about laps
i feel sarcastic poetry coming on
when a friend of mine keeps telling me morbid things that happened to his dog
i have no idea why this particular region seems to lack a visibly necessary outer carniola as well and i feel actually somewhat bothered by this possible evidence of lack of suburban spirit
i just need a few minutes to feel put upon and gloomy or to rage and spit
ive been feeling homesick for several months probably since christmas
ive avoided thinking about it because i feel hurt just thinking it
i feel really pissed off justanswer
i too feel as if i am a stranger in a strange land and i am raising my son in a place that is not his father s ancestral home
i keep waiting for some grand stroke of wisdom and peace to overcome me but all i feel is irritable and bewildered
ive been feeling like i cant put a lot into this because hes not caring about it anyway
i sat silent and open mouthed as he rattled off the reasons why he loved me the special times we had shared which had confirmed his feelings and was amazed that they were the same reasons and times together that made me realize how much i loved him
i cant help but feel a little humiliated
i may not be completely sure on a lot of things but i am a very opinionated person and when i have opinions on something i feel very strongly about them and i can be very stubborn when it comes to them especially when it comes to politics
i wonder why people feel the need to make up stories to be amazed at the miracles around us every day
i have the satisfaction of feeling that i m no longer supporting or contributing to the looter driven consumerism that has made a walking corpse out of the america i so revered when i was younger
ive moved to northern saskatchewan i feel truly victimized
i feel like a hot mess
ive been thinking about that this morning and realizing that my ordinary life is starting to feel dull
i like them cause i can take or of one if i am having muscle pains and i don t want to feel groggy
i feel awful about missing school
when i woke up in the middle of the night because of a dream