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 will definitely write more about the transition as i go through it but right now i am feeling quite positive
i feel like the proud parent who gets to see both kids go off to school together hand in hand and not be separated
i am not feeling fearful
i look in my wallet and i feel a cold chill
i feeling so shitty today then
i feel so beaten down by the constant anxiety and frustration of looking for word and being constantly disappointed
i know first hand and all too well those feelings of pain hurt embarrassment and even shame over self image body shape physical features weight etc because of what i have let my body become
i feel so enraged that i want to punch him but i don t because he s only years old
i feel horrible having to say not right now so often
i think im mad at myself for just feeling this jaded after only five months of nursing
i went from feeling supportive kind and compassionate towards this person to wanting to lash out at them i can t though she blocked me clearly she has more experience at this than i do
i now feel less doubtful towards that person about his her sincerity in rebuilding our relationship
i mean i feel even more disgusted at myself after ive moved here when im usually just disgusted at the human race in general something like that
i can see a lot of strain on people i can tell they are feeling pretty shitty or not what they are supposed to be pretending
i still sort of agree with that description but i ve come to think that the great thing about this song and about all concise guitar pop songs that so accurately hit home the singular feeling of romantic possibility is the way that it lets you write your own starring scene
i just feel terrified like im on the edge of a precipice staring ahead
this happened when i could not get into the school i had initially wanted
i tried to convince them that mine wouldnt actually make them feel crappy like the real deal but they were still reluctant to try it
im feeling depressed anxious and despondent thats all i seem to want to do
i feel and bring him and coming against a savage the wax doll in the clouds blown across to tak my own feeling that be the bare feet were they were moving fast as i brought it as i love in a time for he yet i made him
i need when i feel beaten down
i cant help but feeling a little hesitant about my decision just because of the magnitude of the decision
i love the discussions in the class and feel passionate about feminist issues but when i go to write it down it feels as though i am faking it
i feel im really just pissed
i went back to work feeling agitated and lazy which transformed into this state where i just yelled i dont know
i feel a bit of sadness or loss i just remind myself that love is never lost no person is every lost and all is well