Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im feeling bitchy on saturday
i feel outraged about this type of thing
i feel a little like tom daley who was rightly ecstatic with his bronze medal i also feel that those delightful ladies from the wi really need to fucking lighten up a bit
i didn t feel like she was totally supportive
i feel lethargic and lazy and completely uncomposed if i m not dressed in something like that
i feel fine about that
i feel humiliated and i don t want to face the world
i always feel pressured to make it perfect fit for for all audiences and gorgeous in creativity
i feel empty again
i feel really pretty with this makeup haha
i know a lot of councillors who do not feel they get a sympathetic hearing from their local newspapers
i feel myself slowly not caring about living up to other peoples standards when it comes to aesthetics and how i present myself
i am a happily married man shows me his wedding ring and i swear i am not hitting on you but i just feel this sweet energy from you like i know you but i dont know you right
i feel so horrible when i am not accomplishing something
i feel very loyal to it and i like doing it for as long as they want to do it and as long as we all want to do it
im feeling productive and brave
i want you feel that much pain which i am suffering for last some years
i feel i was intimidated by the college and people at home
i feel sure he is headed north
i feel that defeated feeling it moves on and i start hearing whisperings of hope and what if s
i think i must have caught a mild version of big as cold as i had the sniffles and was just not feeling inspired
ive had a lot of good days where i feel fabulous and have lots of energy but lately ive also had some bad days where i feel gigantic and slow and clumsy
i feel like im back to the arms of a beloved last seen a long time ago
i can flirt along with the best of em and i rarely if ever feel intimidated by male identifying folks or the idea of striking up a conversation with them regardless of how hopelessly attracted i am to them
i feel incredibly disappointed in myself
i have come off conquerer others i feel i have missed the mark or perhaps the lesson that i was suppose to learn