Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i have trusted mike with some deeply personal information and feelings and have delighted in seeing this trust rewarded in pragmatic advice and practical outcomes
i feel it is vital to lay everything on the table now im not interested in setting myself up for further humiliation and disappointment
i should have been at the pub instead of which i stayed at home feeling morose and depressed
i feel very agitated and sort of lost
i feel hesitant to do it since i don t have any experience with programming and all
i need to feel like im accepted and that i matter and that im loved
i tend to feel a bit cranky when i ve gone for a few days without making art
i would rather take my chances on keeping my heart and getting it broken again and again then to stop feeling to stop caring to be bitter cross cynical
im a bit paranoid about being checked out and having the dorm inspected though just because thats how i always am about these sorts of things and thats making me feel anxious every time i start thinking about cleaning or packing
ive been munching on craisins when i feel like something sweet
i feel like all the unsuccessful endeavors in my friends lives are my fault
i really thought that after we had her i would stop feeling pained when i heard about other people getting pregnant
i was feeling quite embarrassed and quite a wee crowd had gathered outside the bank
i feel uncertain about his motives and feel an inbalance in our committment to the process of counselling for reconciliation
i feel like my very own very little barbie doll i get to decorate myself up i hated heels before but thats all i wear now
i honestly feel envious
i guess these expectations of me being so goddamn perfect have made me feel afraid to change
i began to feel isolated
i can go from elated laughing to plunging back into my extreme misery at a simple exchange that it feels so dangerous now
i just wish i didnt feel like my roommates hated me half the time
i could better understand and feel the desires of his most sweet heart
i feel it like a dull ache
i am still numb i question everything about what i feel and terrified to trust all my feelings
im feeling lately vulnerable impressionable and a little emotional
i feel as though the art of the romantic comedy has deteriorated as of late and i am drawn to movies like sabrina notting hill and love actually
i am talking purely about feeling here but i just didnt feel that emotional when the boy was killed