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 worried over the feeling of supposed to being at church but rich and dr
i feel i can rely on my instincts more than my intellect but im starting to doubt whether my intuition is as keen as it should be
i feel frightened by it all
i definitely felt scared which made me feel vulnerable and i hated that
i feel like ive been defeated
i feel hopeless right
i feel quite passionate about as communion is of tremendous importance to me personally and theologically
i hate my job and feel so miserable by it i try and focus on how i can solve the situation
i could feel myself getting weepy strangely my left axilla also ached
i dont recall just now yet vividly recall looking at you as you said it and you i think looking back at me and my feeling very sympathetic or maybe empathetic is the better word of course you needed a space
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i understand and appreciate the concern for safety i feel that the real focus of the market the vendors has been ignored
i get more angry at what you have done that i must tell you how i feel its not that you broke up with her but how you did it and the speed in which you made that decision
i do give up at times when i feel there s no point in a friendship when one cant be bothered
i feel like my house is constantly dirty because i truly hate cleaning especially when i m tired
i worked as an editor and part of my job was to reject manuscripts i hated it because in those cover letters i could feel the writer s anticipation and longing
im feeling quite pathetic and miserable actually
i feel like i should rely entirelly on gods word yet i am impatient to wait
i worry that he s feeling resentful for doing woman s work
im feeling a little tender in my wood works
i just say that i feel like a terrible person for not being completely in love with this book
i feel homesick and it doesn
i have a feeling something startled her but either way she started on my shoulder and ended up across the room a very slow flutter mind you
i can only feel sorry for us that the relationship didnt work out
i close my eyes i can hear the pitiful wailing sounds of my own cries taste the salty taste of my tears and feel that anger and hurt saturating my heart
i always feel like im entirely pathetic and needy but those people usually tell me that i was neither just quieter than usual