Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel pretty posted on a href http playhousecomm
i have to force myself to do it because i am a missionary haha i feel like my personality isn t the perfect one for being a missionary
i feel petty moaning about it but its annoying me so from now on im keeping my stuff in a bag in my room if they ask i can always say im keeping it there to stop the bathroom getting cluttered
i feel like oh please why im so fake again but the spazzing thingy about gikwang is not fake
i feel does my foot hurt a bit maybe but who cares when the rest of me is happily strutting down the streets of this great city
i drove to class i was feeling a little apprehensive but still no sweat
i feel disturbed when i see people break into pieces right in front of me because of love
i don t feel that longing
i feel about being naughty for breast cancer awareness
i get the feeling that i m totally isolated from them all and that they talk about me and my low self esteem behind my back and how they don t think much of me and how i m kind of a killjoy sometimes and how disappointed they must be because of the failure that i am
i was sitting right next to him and i had a strong feeling that i liked him
i feel like i meet the most subtly obnoxious annoying people in the universe
i enjoyed it for the most part for an entertainment value due to it being a fast and mostly fun read i also had several qualms with it at the same time that left me feeling dissatisfied
im a lover and a listener i just cuddle and listen and i cant do the cuddle thing so i feel a bit listless
i feel so unimportant insignificant like im slipping through the gaps between his fingers and he doesnt care
i feel like i was there to feed them food touch love caring and compassion
i am even not able to keep in touch with the people who still ask about me all because i feel my life is boring there is nothing new in it
im feeling more fucked up than last night
i feel twitchy and physically agitated
i feel bitter but i want to rise up
i didnt feel all too devastated until i saw people running from the smoke and all
i started feeling hostile and i am checking my hemorrhoids
i felt out of control i hated myself for feeling it then felt more out of control hated myself for hating that i hated it and it just got worse until i was walking to work in a haze trying to not curl up on the pavement and just
i think this is because i feel as if it is unimportant to be out with people or talk to people because it seems as if i have little to say that is interesting
i feel like im doomed until he returns
i am feeling amazing