Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i wont be totally satisfied until i feel like me and my work actually means something to more than my loyal reading viewing audience
i feel blessed that i am free to be me
i can feel the beginnings of a cold so i figured i deserve a heinously hot bath
i wrote feel there rather than think or believe because i know objectively that i am smart probably smarter than most people but most of the time im more conscious of what i dont know than what i do know
i feel like all i ever do anymore on the internet is bitch about my kid but seriously im amazed that so many children survive toddlerhood
insulted by disgusting people
i can feel my artistic side melting away into nothing
i got on and was nervous feeling very timid and shy but after a while we were talking like weve known each other our whole lives
im feeling so angry because that was just wasted work from her side
i feel the eyes on me the hateful eyes on the other side of the glass that belong to the family members of my beautiful victims
ive been feeling a little bit anxious of late as far as my relations or lack thereof with some of the ward and some of the investigators go so im excited to be able to ponder that in the temple and see if i can come up with a plan with the lords help
i doubles victory over brown struff we went back on sunday feeling really optimistic and looking forward to another day filled with more fedtastic tennis
im feeling very virtuous having just come home from a hour yoga session with my sister whos a yoga teacher
i feel after venting to a notebook is amazing
i feel like im a shitty friend
i feel as though you are determined to annoy me you know i dont want you listening to the radio
i feel invigorated full of energy ready for the day ahead
i was sent home still feeling a bit shaky and dizzy
i feel like i shouldnt bother people with these petty stupid little pathetic thoughts i feel like no one really would care to know what really goes on inside my head
i remember feeling humiliated because of the people in the front seat of the car
i feel like im assaulted by constant flakiness
i feel the frames could give the works an elegant appearanc ewhich i am more interested in after movign on from the images created in my final drawing assessment
i cant even tell you how refreshed i feel exhausted
i feel like this author is a little underrated considering how creative she has written scarlet
i feel in love with a cute little maltese
im starting to feel wryly amused at the banal comedy of errors my life is turning into