Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i need to vent feel free to read a class post count link href http simplethoughtsonthings
i feel we would be a far better species
i sing i feel weird
i have a full stomach and this is my nd class of the day im pretty much pooped and feeling lethargic
i am not thinking about a certain person before i sleep i end up having strange dreams about him and when i wake up after those dreams i feel shaken and stunned
im feeling so helpless clueless and homesick
i have to outweigh the feeling of discontent when i finally get in my bed at night
i know how that feels hermione said in a surprisingly sympathetic voice
im feeling incredibly grumpy today a combination of hay fever rain and the stress of our hopefully imminent move
when i broke my leg i felt fear
i feel like everything about me is defective and wrong and needs to be changed but when i change it the new thing is wrong too because its mine and therefore it must be wrong
im tired of feeling so lethargic
i was going to say that it makes me feel all unloved and shit but thats just me being overly dramatic
i feel like i can breath now and not be so rushed
i feel like people like this arent getting caught therefore the government plays it up when they catch criminals of petty crimes to make themselves look better
i feel just insulted
i feel exhausted drained this conversation has really taken it out of me
i find myself feeling so lost and desperate because of the things that happen every day but being a human of course i have times where i just cannot be comforted
i feel the earth move tribute to carole king karaoke mix bewertung rel nofollow target blank
i feel absolutely defeated socially
i do feel envious of those with kids at certain moments
i feel like im being naughty coming home on a tuesday morning
i think the answer to my problems can be found in the bottom of a bottle of cheap alcohol and logically i know that nothing waits for me there except a headache come the following morning a dull ache at my temple like the feeling of repressed tears
i feel i cant talk move sometimes even breath with the fear of some kind of rude hateful comment
i already feel the atmosphere around it seems dangerous
i was feeling very reluctant about the players even finding a library or sage to identify stuff for them