Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel offended when friends especially married friends somehow judge me for not being married yet
i feel stressed my intention is to remain in control of my feelings
i feel friendly when i hate you
i feel that it is not user friendly
i sure hope it helps im tired of feeling so lousy
i am feeling rather artistic and felt like sharing some of my artwork
im really really sad that i missed the menswear show because i feel like its worth supporting this venture to show more menswear
i feel distraught as ever
i want to say that i feel vulnerable writing and sharing this info
im like not even that relieved that its done because i know i could have done better so i feel kind of regretful about that
i remember reading red seas under red skies and feeling a bit disappointed
i sit in one of the rocking chairs and let my head clear in this seldom gotten alone time listen to the sound of the birds the barking of the squirrels feel the air shift from pleasant to chill
i sometimes feel doomed that the way my life is is the way it will be for the rest of my life
i feel very contented whenever i think of this because the thought of having good school mates seniors and batchmates makes me feel somewhat rather comforted
id be more use at that level which would make the job feel more worthwhile and the season is basically half as long
i feel like im falling out of love with him in a way and not in a romantic sense
i just really want this healthy life style to become a habit instead of a necessity because at the moment i feel like a naughty child being denied the biscuit tin and angry for letting myself put weight on in the first place
i feel so honored to know all of you
i range has always been giving you feel reluctant to select your spray for anyone who are to select and exposed variants
i was feeling ok it would be fun to drive over to dunstable and stand in a field for an hour or so watching people try and drive preposterous motors up grass slopes thats trialling
i feel like i should be thrilled and i am but at the same time i feel like crap
i wish that i could re establish a reasonable level of motivation that isnt predicated on the need to make people feel like less intelligent human beings than they probably are
i see the more i feel is fake
i had gone to the cumberland earlier that week so had met a few of n amp h friends prior to the weekend which was really lovely as since moving away i feel there are so many wonderful people i don t know
i feel like i cant be brave
i care about but i feel unimportant to because they have their shit together enough so that they dont need me anymore