Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i still cannot find the damned tin certificate but i feeling mellow i clean up cart out two salt bags full of junk to the rubbish bin
i feel those moments are very precious even to share
i feel frightened and exhilarated by the scene
i was up to my eyes and studying and feeling pretty jaded a href http maturestudenthanginginthere
i feel insecure about my arms
i feel pretty rotten when i cant
i was pregnant with my first i remember thinking a lot that i didn t have to feel so sentimental about the time passing so quickly because there would be another pregnancy yes i am one of those crazy people that loves being pregnant
i feel as though im the most hated kid in school the biggest bitch and other times i just feel popular and loved by everyone
i am reliving all of the feelings of being rejected less than and not good enough from years ago
i feel selfish on the days i dont feel well and want to be left alone in my misery
i feel ungrateful and i know i feel ungrateful and i hate myself for feeling ungrateful hellip and yet i don t get that last bit
im facing the consequences of my little fall yesterday all day and night yesterday i could feel every little muscle in my back slowly knotting up in protest at the unkind treatment they have received
i feel constantly at battle like i need to continuously improve myself but then feel like nothing i do will ever be enough and that makes me feel chronically exhausted
i feel less weird about soliciting guys for them because well i am a guy i guess and i dont feel bad about exploiting them maybe
i don t know but it seems important to them that i feel unwelcome
i express zooms on with all its faults and foibles and entertains non stop in a rather odd manner where you are left feeling rather inadequate that something is not fully right that something better could have been done with a little bit of application a little bit of better storytelling
i feel like i am being held firmly in loving arms surrounded by a wide circle of people who are not going to let me fall
i feel those feelings coming back all those hateful jealous paranoid feelings that used to torture me relentlessly
i am skinny look at me i am thin i love myself but i am feeling ignored i am thinner now i try to disappear
i could smell the chlorine feel my aching muscles see my portly mustached coach and prepubescent teammates and hear the whistles and hollers from the parents in the stands
i dont have training to count on to see the girls i feel even more miserable
i know other musicians who feel punished for being gone nagged guilt tripped
i wish to feel your tender bites
i feel pretty terrified immature and not ready
i was thinking about this last night i thought about what i tell my own daughter each day and wondered if she feels as stressed as these students do
i feel the most overwhelmed