Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i knew just the thing he needed what every guy needs when he s feeling overwhelmed james bond
i did not feel its strange effects no more
i am definitely feeling festive and had to paint my nails a little bit christmassy this weekend
i just go to bed with my feeling of discontent
i have a creative group of friends i can go to when im feeling creative
i realized grudgingly that a feeling of discontent had begun to rise in me
i designed the retirement detox course for all those people who are maybe feeling a little disillusioned with retirement and are wondering is this all there is then
i took several deep breaths feeling the cold air burn its way into my lungs and exhaling little clouds of vapor
i got a feeling by the look in her eyes that she was sincere
i ignore her once shell keep trying and trying and trying till i break down and feel horrible about myself
i say his name over and over and feel the change in him the nearly violent desire he reigns in with difficulty as the first waves of orgasmic stupor envelops me
i was years old at one time knowing my dad wasnt coming home and its the worst feeling i have ever felt and ive hated you since and it wont ever change
ive not been back to the doctor in a year and it feels so fabulous
i end the day feeling hopeful and relaxed
i keep feeling that sometimes one just has to fake it till they make it
i feel like im having something really naughty like dessert for breakfast
i do feel a little needy
i talk a lot about feeling isolated
i mean when i say i used to feel like an ugly brown pair of shoes ask him to change your mind
i never got anything from mountain lore forest lore or cave lore and only once from town lore and i feel like i probably missed opportunities to try them
i feel something i will say it rather than hold back in the fear that i might ruin some moment that seems happy to me often a fa ade that is only revealed much later
i feel like a failure at parenting and each time one of the boys screams at me talks back to be or just blatantly disregards me i am convinced ive lost the battle
i manage to complete the lap not too far behind the front runners and am feeling pretty jubilant until i realise that this is just the warm up
i admit that i feel as if i only have a little but that little i am determined to offer to the lord bit by bit to do as he pleases when he pleases where he pleases how he pleases
i feel that this is important in itself the fact that we all have our own individual way of grieving
i feel that i m so pathetic and downright dumb to let people in let them toy with my feelings and then leaving me to clean up this pile of sadness inside me