Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel that the names also reflect on the person as to how dignified it comes together or not dudley dursley cornelius fudge minerva mcgonnagall neville longbottom peter pettigrew oliver wood
i cant help feeling like specifically my weight loss plight however successful is boring
i feel so dumb for being honest
i hurtled through the first chapters desperate to see what was so good about it but came away feeling disappointed
i feel foolish and miserable for getting drunk so easily
i feel lonely i reach out and call my sister or my mom but neither one was available
i am floating in the flashback feeling the heaviness of nostalgic heart
i should feel bothered that she was spying but i wasn t
i feel like i can trust my faithful blogstalkers
i feel broke inside but i won t admit
i want to be to be worthy of them especially when i m feeling the sarcastic crone
i feel beaten and tattered and washed up and drowning and i rise up for air just for a moment just to hear a little praise and another wave or gust of wind knocks me down again
i was so panicked i didn t feel it when my nails broke against the impenetrable wall of ice leaving red crescents of blood welling up on sensitive skin
i feel slightly disturbed by the whole thing
i guess while i can understand their concern i can t help but feel a little rejected
i just yearned for that homey feeling where you are sitting at the river with friends and the sun is hot and warming your skin and you are wearing jean shorts and life is perfect for a day
i am happy with the news comeback i am feeling agitated with some fangirls
i feel humiliated by what my body can t do but when my husband makes advances towards me it reminds me that despite all that ra tries to take from my life he still finds me not only sexually attractive but beautiful
i never allowed myself to feel humiliated i had done nothing wrong and life was difficult enough without being denied any self respect
im not as mad and upset as i was on day but i feel scared now
i feel about him i never really told him too much guess i was scared but i havent got anything to loose now
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 write now it feels like furious abandonment to embrace a cliche
i feel like the saddest most pathetic piece of shit on this planet
i feel like i ve been beaten up by an american footballer then run over by a london bus
i think that they pop up so automatically because seeing those pictures or people makes me feel insecure about myself