Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i dunno i just feel that i started this blog a little shaky as i wasnt really sure about what sort of audience i was addressing or anything
i also feel paranoid and anxious
i used to wake up feeling horny sometimes and have to finish myself off before i got up
i feel like i cant do anything productive while hes home
i feel like were getting married again it was so romantic and fun
i am raising funds for the jag foundation jointly achieving growth a charity that i feel extremely passionate about
i will ever feel i admired virtually everything about you
im feeling a lot more appreciative today
i have to visit them every after school and later i have to go tuition and i do not have the time to even study for my exam next week and i have a feeling that i am so going to fail a lot of my subjects and to be blamed for either not concentrating during class or not studying
i couldnt help but feel a little out of place in our casual attire
i could feel this way but i honestly believe that he was and is a very violent and dangerous man
i dont feel the need to be truthful its completely written all over me
i have just good news to share and it feels so amazing just being able to sit here and feel relief and sunshine
i was sick with a cold amp not feeling well wondering if i would even be able to have the patience to go to whitleys month photo shoot
i wear this story as a protection from feeling the vulnerability of merely loving and depending on another human
i feel embarrassed though think really red faced with steam emerging but i feel i need to do this to better myself as an artist
i was feeling a bit rebellious today
i feel when seeing a child suffering this way
i took a little liberty here artistic license perhaps and went with a festive feeling for these as well
i would already begin to feel calm again and think that the one drink worked
i can have for a treat or if i am feeling festive
i must admit by the time i got back dripping i was feeling like id been beaten it was very much a run of three thirds
i just cant stand that thick dragging feeling of oil paints so im glad i had the underlying texture on the wood to give the painting some extra interest
i do jogless stripes even though its ridiculously simple to do i feel like i have super powers and have to oogle a while over the magic of it all
i still feel jealous of my friends when their moms talk politely with them
i feel that way considering most people are pretending to be the way they are and very very few are being sincere