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 find consolation in the beauty of small things but sometimes its just not enough and i feel stupid for trying
i wish i could find a crystal ball for the days i feel completely worthless
i was feeling pretty wiped out mentally amp physically i was determined to get some oxygen to my brain
i feel that she doesnt think i appreciate what she did for me and i couldnt be more appreciative
i even feel valuable as a person
i feel jealous of everyone who has the chance to meet you everyday
i feel really comfortable in them
i just feel so disgusted with myself
i didn t feel very festive during christmas week
i am grateful that i no longer feel a frantic urge to fix the emotional upsets of those around me
i always feel like im the least liked
i feel brave about anything its sharing the road with drivers that shouldnt really be out there
im still not feeling these days but cuddling with them almost always makes me feel a little bit better
i feel writing to sell to pander to popular taste just to make money is a sucker s game
i have a feeling might have offended one of the dorks sitting in the censorship cubicle of doom
i was still feeling strong
ive somehow had a few epiphanies and toned down the need for validation its still a work in progress but i feel less need to be liked by people who dont deserve the attention
i feel so extrememly bitchy today that ive done something i have never done in my years of life
i know mom s who would take once look at my facebook profile and feel envious of all the fun i seem to be having out with my friends the carefree state that my life is in where i am only responsible for me and can pick up at any time and go away for the weekend
i just love the feeling of something warmly hugging you and feeling so precious and small precious to someone something
i feel like i should be ecstatic and i just want to cry all the time
i had grand plans of baking through my two days off but i mostly ended up just curled up on the couch pouting about not feeling well
i feel like every day is a blur of running being irritated with my son and doing something pertaining to making dinn
im feeling slightly triumphant virtuous even a whole five days without a drop which was looking difficult after the excesses of the festive season a friend actually stayed on the wagon for whole festive period a level of fortitude which i have to say i really truly deeply admire well done
i am looking forward to it unless i feel out of place though i have been assured i will fit in
i get the feeling he has naughty intentions