Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i found these emails from scott dale and just reading them frusterated me so much that i feel the need to post them and show the world what a neurotic freak he was is
i feel a little intimidated
id gotten the feeling that her friend hated me deeply for whatever id done to her
i have to force myself to do it because i am a missionary haha i feel like my personality isn t the perfect one for being a missionary
i think he was feeling playful and lonely cuz he was the only creature in the living room
i feel not worthwhile
day i received my te score and acceptance into my chosen course
i feel so bitchy talking about myself this way ahaha i sound less retarded telling this story in person i swear and said if i were a boy i would fall in love with you
i want to understand how i can count all things joy when life feels anything but joyful
i feel those feelings coming back all those hateful jealous paranoid feelings that used to torture me relentlessly
i went to a lecture and once again it had been cancelled
i feel like i get easily distracted in making things and switch around to many different projects throughout a week
i feel like the sequel was ok but overrated not as great as so many deem it to be
im feeling disillusioned with buying cheap mass produced clothes
i look at your pictures but can not touch or feel although they are gorgeous there are not real
i feel so invigorated so focused about what im being led to pursue right now and in the future
i feel like i may be veering into some stereotypes pretty soon
im feeling pretty smug about going down yesterday instead of waiting
i amos does such a beautiful job retrofitting cohens song and really his basic arrangement too with her own piano work that it feels to me like more of an artistic effort than merely paying homage
i can understand that the people here are not nice to them and that they feel isolated and alone and think this life is just not worth it anymore
i feel overwhelmed by my circumstance in all of my mere human ness i will remember that god has landed here
i feel dismayed for them
i get the feeling that if the tabloids either ignored her or somehow painted her as a hero or comedic genius shed be totally happy even if the women in the house were upset
im feeling discontent with my sex life i feel like crying like venting about it
i learnt to never talk about feelings when ive had a drink because it gets messy
i go to sleep i feel as if i m giving up precious time to do something else with my life