Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel a sort of sweet relief when i look around and realize that or house looks like a home not a radio shack and that makes me happy
i have been blogging i have told you of the countless ways that i feel loved and blessed by the people i call my friends
i somehow feel more insecure than ever about explaining my research
i see wonderful godly parents taking care of their childrens i praise god even though i feel jealous
i could listen to those words and suddenly not feel so incredibly helpless
i did not feel as hopeful yesterday our small number my childrens misbehavior during the service and the difficult hurried pace of the day before and after left me frayed and vulnerable
i feel as though i broke the plane if he is there then ill be aware and use my faith to wish him gone
i was actually feeling very distressed
i know we create our own destiny but do you ever feel resentful for the way your life turned out
i am feeling stressed
i feel the word rich is accurate to describe texture and color payoff
i just want to say all the things i want to say without feeling embarrassed or making other people upset
i feel like i ve always been jaded towards the classic movies but then when i actually sit down to watch them casablanca the great escape etc
i have to admit that i feel a little irate as well but its under control
i bag qaf look who s cryin now jacynthe lookin good feelin gorgeous rupaul the skins scissor sisters valentine the sun fed up kayle who s your daddy gerling awake the unkind u
i remember how i used to feel watching tv and seeing sara rue on popular because she was an inspiration to me
i feel unhappy it is no help for me that other persons say that i am happy how much truth there may be in it
i woke up this morning after hours of interrupted sleep feeling lousy mostly my legs
i feel more graceful already
im feeling so sally field like these days surprised by all the love and always with a brown mop of hair atop my head
i feel there isnt much meat but yoshidas perspective grows ever tragic
i was really uncomfortable but i got over that because it did make me feel pretty once i put everything else together
i am a big believer in the phrase that some people are all style no substance and i feel that if you have nothing worthwhile to say just dont say it
im feeling plunge us into a world of melancholy and love
i love how a whiff of a certain scent can take you back to a certain time or place remind you of a certain person and make you feel content or nostalgic
i feel disheartened because i trust people to try to want to get to know me to not see through me and think i am boring or anything