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 could feel him before i saw him and he smelt delicious
i remember feeling inspired and thinking that it was a fine example of parenting
i feel like i had so much to write then got distracted by my home on a wednesday evening challenge and have therefore lost my train of thought
i was feeling this really weird sense of isolation that would have creeped me out pretty bad if i was alone
i went to pick up the kids feeling scared and trembly and very self critical for my stupidity
i hate feeling this loyal to this damned company
i am not normally the kind of person who gets emotional upon meeting a public figure but as strange as it sounds seeing you yesterday for the first time ever the feeling came over me was the feeling one might feel upon seeing a beloved favorite loving aunt lol
i packed this time around feeling apprehensive about this challenging season and happy to decompress for a few days at my dads before coming home
i feel funny about mothers day
i am satisfied with the final installment and feeling a bit melancholy
i feel disgusted to even be associated with this woman by my race and nationality
i feel surprised by how down it makes me
i wasn t feeling pressured even if this was the longest race and the one i expected the most from
i feel foolish for all these long runs and extra miles if the best i can muster is nearly seconds per mile slower than i was a year ago
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i will adress those issues and attempt to reason with them so they may feel less threatened and more supported and loved
i said it pops up every once in a while that dread but for the most part i m too busy feeling depressed or elated or a horrible mixture of the two to notice it
i feel sorry for those who taps and feeds from others good intentions
i must say that i feel that i accepted something of a poisoned chalice
i feel like ive been a totally hot mess that i had second thoughts about publishing it
i dont like poetry too much because i feel its for whiney dramatic people
i think about them tomorrow tomorrow but right now i m tired and was already a bit frustrated so i m just feeling completely drained
i feel so pissed of for the fact that i am not that talented and creative as many others designers are
i was willing to be honest with myself and put a name to what i was feeling i was shocked
i feel really vulnerable with him i tell him too much im too honest and i hate it
i am skinny look at me i am thin i love myself but i am feeling ignored i am thinner now i try to disappear