Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i am so sorry for you to feel heartbroken when this should be a happy time in your life
i should have been at the pub instead of which i stayed at home feeling morose and depressed
i accidentally feel the mood and jumped into blogspot then what surprised me was for over views lol
i feel so blessed to be yoked to a man so willing to work so hard to provide for us
im feeling deeply overwhelmed by these ordinary tasks
i feel all respected trusted give him all i know im a good kisser nijifagilie
i feel ridiculously glamourous in it i never want to take it off i may become a recluse just so that i can wear this dressing gown all day swan about
im so excited but feeling scared too
i feel passionate about sharing and want to hear as well as spout my lulu isms
i felt this way before i was feeling rather reluctant whether should i go down to bishan to fetch my boyfriend
i have been feeling less than creative and more like a sad sack
i feel like the heartless from kingdom hearts or really any stock character that is born without feelings and watches enviously as the normal people laugh cry love and feel things that i can t
i feel morally outraged and furious more often than i d like
i feel that perfume ought to last all day long and never having to reapply which is certainly not the case with dorothy jessica parker s lovely
i needed but i m feeling greedy
i would practice holding your hand using mine feeling the joints where you can feel my caring love but tight enough for you to know that i am never letting go
i feel how totally utterly trusting and reliant on me you are i cant bear the idea of ever not being here
ive been cleaning the apartment trying to get life back in order after vacation and holiday mayhem and instead of feeling grumpy about it like i usually would i am feeling overwhelmingly blessed
i cant sleep and re read happy posts and i go past the one about picnic day and i get so happy im like james you make me so happy i love you and then repeat as soon as i feel jealous
i feel confused and so uncertain of where im even at
im already rereading what i just wrote and feeling like im portraying my sweet girl as a brat
i also feel paranoid and anxious
i know i totes feel like a valued and equal person to my coworkers while theyre laughing over shutting women up
i feel less valued cause i dont look good
i won t say that i didn t feel any fear because i did but i was surprised at how calm i was
i feel that even though some bloggers are popular within one clique there are twice the amount of people who are jealous of their success but chooses to kiss their butt to fit in and triple who disrespect them for their pompous notoriety