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 didnt want to hurt her feelings and am fond of avoiding conflict when these situations arise
i learned about different things like how family plan the arrangements and even how real the pain can feel when a loved one passes on
i finally realized that all i needed was to be and feel useful and blogging allowed me to do that
i feel horribly restless
at a certain situation i felt myself neglected and undeservedly harmed
i often feel embarrassed for amount of time spent preparing for practice and games as compared to lessons
i sometimes feel shitty and guilty for buying into them without actively making any choices i am about as normative you can get in terms of the fashion blogosphere
im feeling that kind of feeling when you are confused yet like bleh
i began to feel a bit irritable and antsy
ive been feeling kinda gloomy lately
i feel like the most hated person on the planet for turning brendon down
i feel only jubilant elation
i am not feeling too super
i everyone this will be a bit of a brief post as ive got a stinking cold at the moment and am feeling very very crappy but i have another page done on
i was so nervous all i remember is my heart beating loudly and feeling insecure as others watched me from off stage
i feel like every once in a while i should stop trying to do the smart thing and really go for my dreams
i feel gratitude for the opportunity to have met so many amazing people through the magic of the internet
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
im feeling plunge us into a world of melancholy and love
i had continued to think along those lines i probably would have done the dishes in anger and when he got up wed have had a fight about that with me feeling completely abused
i feel like nobody is giving me a chance to explain and accept that i am never going to be happy doing what they expect me to do
im not feeling frantic yet so instead i am going to make this sleep teddy
i know i sure do and i m feeling festive
i feel like it would be too clever and get into a ton of things all the time
i miss them like crazy every time i think about them i feel a sense of melancholy a fervent yearning to see them to be by their side to know how they are doing
i guess i sort of believe him but deep down i just feel unsure about the unknown