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 dont really have any details to share but i feel like blogging and letting all of you know that i am ecstatic
i feel joyful somehow i feel lost i do not know whats going on or what i am supposed to do next
i feel a discontent an almost constant pull to travel need for an adventure to find my purpose and loneliness
i drafted this post at least a month ago and now i m feeling quite uncertain about it
i feel a little less gloomy a little more optimistic or a little better prepared to face what life throws my way
i got the feeling she really liked her new quilt
i need to know that the pain i feel is not in vain and that there is a better and brighter day in my future
i feel offended by this girl
i feel increasingly fond of coppers
i continue to cruise along the expressway feeling shitty
i was feeling particularly discouraged at how little weve seen of him lately and i decided that i needed to stop being negative and instead refocus my thoughts and remember some of the many things we have to be grateful for right now
i dunno the word im even looking for i guess because im not exactly how i feel im selfish i know
i tried to write it off as normal and ignored all feelings throwing myself into a very unsuccessful relationship with a boy when i was about
i dont show my insecurity in my persona if not i might come off as a mad bitch whod practically hated on everyone just because shes feeling insecured and being too overly paranoid
i look back on that i feel amazed that at such a young age i could just pull it together like that
i feel like a whore and im ashamed of
i feel numb jun nd
i have this nasty feeling that i am being an ungrateful wretch
i feel completely unsure of any boundaries or normalcy
i can feel suffering and turmoil but it also feels the same
i did feel reluctant to keep on going and drew focalors sigil with a black opium incense stick on a wall by grabbing the wooden part and pulling the incense part back slightly and allowing it to smack to wall leaving a black powder line and meditated
i feel distressed music on my mind rewrite fma op
i do at times feel a bit strange with my mom ushering her about as though shes her traumatic brain injury is really doing a toll on her mental and physical capacities
i was feeling really rotten
i feel like ive missed the boat
i had the love of my life in nathan been in love and shit and here was travis and i felt hardly anything and im sitting here feeling doomed that i would never again find someone who would give me that spark