Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i really want this challenge to be a fun way for everyone to knock a few games off our backlogs without feeling pressured to reach any certain goals
im feeling a little bit apprehensive about entering a new chapter again and having to prove myself all over again
i feel like throwing away the shitty piece of shit paper
i have kept quiet when someone did or said something hurtful and not said what i was feeling because i did not want to be rude
when my application for studying the masters degree was accepted
i feel that she was trying to hurt me
im feeling alot less grouchy and lonely today
i didn t really know many other ill people but nowadays i do and i m so glad that i do knowing other people in a similar position people who truly get how you feel is a wonderful thing
i am feeling impatient and would just like to get on with life i am in no hurry to push myself right back into illness
i remember laying in the bath feeling really emotional knowing that i was going to bring my baby into the world on the day that miss cook was laid to rest
im so excited thinking that some hot man might see my sweet little pussy this makes me feel so naughty a naught little girl hehehehehe
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
i was already feeling mentally crappy and it was just ridiculous
i wasnt so terribly sore i would feel a bit regretful but theres papers to write and ebony dances to practice for
i can imagine someone feeling jealous lonely or scared
i feel like such a vital part of the branch as a missionary and its a lot different in a big ward
i do however feel a lot more isolated and distant to many of those i call friends
i had grand plans of baking through my two days off but i mostly ended up just curled up on the couch pouting about not feeling well
i just havent been taking much action in my life rather leaving it at status quo probably not a good idea but i feel that things exist at such a delicate balance that i am afraid if i lunge for what i want the whole thing will crumble and i will be worse off than before
i drank a lot and i got my hands on all sorts of drugs but most of the pain im feeling today can be blamed on lack of sleep and the hours we spent walking around atlanta
i feel like ive blinked and missed it
i am still glad to help when someone asks makes me feel complacent at least i am good at something
i feel irritable and unfulfilled if i dont paint for several days
i feel kinda cool
i just feel totally devastated
i am starting to feel like a worthless person