Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i knew i was going to look at the mess and feel guilty for not pushing myself to get it taken care of
i feel sorry for the rest of us in second life who understand that without more support for first time users our world will continue on its slow death spiral
i can feel it and look with eager anticipation for what is to come
i need to manage my spending money more wisely but im feeling uncertain and stressed as of late
i wont let me child cry it out because i feel that loving her and lily when she was little was going to be opportunities that only lasted for those short few months
i feel edmontonians are superior to the residents of any other major city but if you ask me what keeps me living here despite my obvious hatred for the climate of the year then my response is family and friends
i let myself think about my behaviour towards you when we were children i feel a strange mix of guilt and admiration for your resilience
i certainly do sound like some lowdown bitch who is just countering back what people have to say but whatever it is what exactly bothers me oh well bet that hit one of their aims is that i wonder why people feel so entertained exhilarated thrilled excited when they provoke the feelings of others
i think i want to go to an aa meeting just to hear the stories but it feels rude
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 try to remember that quote when i feel i may be hitting a wall in a marathon or even a training run and i know it is time to find that perfect song that fuel
i feel like i am the keeper of these precious years
i get on the bike temperature is good no wind ya not until turning around and the first feels fabulous mph average i am thinking oh yes going for today and it may just be easy
i got a lot of ideas and feel like the weekend had a very positive effect on me
i feel i am really teaching and students get some lovely finished pieces
i sin against him and am filthy before him and yet i only feel his gentle love beckon me back into his arms and feel his righteousness rush over me
i found that the price of staying and feeling gorgeous has sky rocketed so i decided to take my own personal experiences and use them to give fellow students and other people on a budget a helping hand
i nearly called an ambulance feel a bit shaken up saw the doc who has given me some diazepam which im not sure of takeing
i feel about him i never really told him too much guess i was scared but i havent got anything to loose now
i know thats not true but thats how i feel i get scared
i read said to start kick counts after weeks since movements are not very consistent or reliable before then but i had been feeling fairly strong movements and kicks towards the outside so when it changed i didnt know if it was normal or not
i feel more self assured and confident in my abilities
i was feeling a little grumpy thinking about everything that needs to get done but flipping it around this way well now i m ready to roll up my sleeves write some to do lists and get to work
i would imagine someone to have achieved much more yet i feel no desire to reach out towards the greedy hands and caretakers and give them my sand from the hourglass of mine
i climbed the hill feeling frustrated that id pretty much paced entirely wrong for this course and that a factor that has never ever hampered me had made such a dent in the day
i am a runner probably i would really feel far more safe in the title