Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i seem to remember it was gold dust not willy wonka style gold tickets but i m feeling generous and although i liked the new faceplate for me the redesign just didn t work
i want something that gives me a major orgasm that will make me feel so horny ill screw anything that moves
i have a feeling that my plant may have been temperature shocked
i wanted to get a pumpkin spice latte this morning but it was hot and the last thing i wanted was a hot coffee maybe i am feeling a little bitter
i feel my gorgeous boyfriend throw me up against the wall of the toilet cubicle
i feel like everything i have ever valued is now stripped
i saw that i had the last spot on the tour and that i was going to be wrapping the whole thing up i must admit to feeling a little intimidated
i can barely maintain long distance relationships because im too invested in feeling shitty alone
i can barely stand the sight of a dog wearing a choke collar because i feel the dog s suffering
i didn t leave feeling sarcastic and annoyed at having to treat someone as though they re better than me
i will be able to lay on my bed in the dark and not feel terrified at least for a while
i feel like a guilty sack of shit
i legislators certainly feel they need this protection given the fact that car bombings blamed on al qaeda in iraq continue to hit iraqi cities and the parliamentary building itself was bombed in by a suicide bomber though not a vehicle bomb
im feeling rejected
i did feel guilty about saying no to something she really wanted
i feel like the addition of sweet fresh corn really adds a touch of summer to an otherwise heavy fall dish
i do still feel melancholy at times but that too can be chased away if i just keep my mind occupied
i feel so betrayed and humiliated
ive been feeling so restless at home these days probably because i had been cooped up at school and home for way too long
i was feeling particularly beaten up by istanbul and homesickish i passed a burger king and the door opened and the smell hit me full in the face and suddenly i was in snowpea my white nissan stanza in the drive thru of the burger king on rt
i would not knowingly wound the feelings of any not even one who may have wronged me but would seek to do him good and make him my friend
im deep in a budget spreadsheet i feel that im someplace where i dont do my most creative work
i got a very nasty electrical shock when i was tampering with some electrical applainces
i really don t feel all that bothered by the north london derby
i feel as hungers savage tooth and when no dinner is in sight the dinner bells a sound of ruth
i am is cornish and i feel so insulted and hurt to know that people my own age dont see what i see dont understand how much cornwall is important to their lives