Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i understand feeling fond of a toilet it s one of my favourite places in the house but seriously is our daughter more enamoured with the porcelain throne than with us
i feel oddly nostalgic for those early days when we were all still figuring things out
i feel really bitter
i feel low not coz of the situations distance or the person but its that one thing that hurts you and makes you feel responsible for what i have done to myself
i just remember feeling really dazed and amazed that it had all happened little did i know if you are about to have or have just had surgery then good luck i m sure i ve had the bad luck for everyone
i feel defective for not wanting what makes me a woman
i feel so miserable i wish i were dead
ill start with the one about interlochen i see jonathan the boy who asked me out and was a freak and i used to like him until i realized how stupid he was and i sang a recording for him and i feel so regretful of the whole ordeal with him and yeah
i feel assaulted by all directions
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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 feel so amazed ive had views in the past week
i ended up feelin shitty in mind
i feel certifiably idiotic right now
i think about it i find myself still shaking my head in disbelief and feeling truly disgusted
i realized this weekend that i am feeling somewhat apprehensive about this surgery
i want to write about this because i left campus feeling truly thankful to wesleyan for putting on the kind of event i never dreamed i d be able to attend after just a fairly short car ride
ive left my job i feel a lot less stressed in general and i had a really good time just observing how much the kids enjoy the process of creating something new
im not going to lie ive been feeling rather happy lately which is odd for me since im rarely happy when school is in session
i complete the act i feel temporarily satisfied but the feeling quickly goes away and i feel ashamed or guilty
i feel more and more dissatisfied with each passing weekend
i feel unloved and know im hated
i feel i am back to my innocent and carefree self
i feel an inner conflict between my sense of duty and my desire to play i hadn t entertained thoughts of sex
i do feel a bit deprived of a typical experience
im not feeling frantic yet so instead i am going to make this sleep teddy