Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel as if i am going to sneeze but do not and therefore my beloved is about to think of me but does not
i feel like i have been faithful enough that i have proved myself and paid my dues but faith is not stagnate
i feel totally lame but i have no idea what to blog about today
i think you would all agree that feeling your toes and fingers go numb is perhaps one of the most unpleasant feelings ever
i feel very alone in part because everyone has there opinion of what is going on or not going on and sometimes i feel that if i challenge those people they will be upset with me
im feeling so doubtful today
i feel intimidated like i just want to turn around and head back into the safety of my yoga class or hop on the tried and trusty treadmill
im feeling a little shaky because im going to give a speech at jens retirement lunch shortly and i dont want to cry
i feel myself becoming vicious once more
i finally know what it feels like to be heartbroken
i am regularly in a rush and feel irritated and i dont take the time to communicate my needs or my feelings
i am feeling pretty stinkin shitty for being such a horrible reviewer
i don t believe in my weakness he is strong i don t believe i am more than a conqueror and i feel like i m a real fake and it s not fine
i hope someday when i am again in a position to give that i will remember how it feels and be sympathetic and sensitive to others
i break down and it leaves me feeling bitter
i got on and was nervous feeling very timid and shy but after a while we were talking like weve known each other our whole lives
i was feeling remorseful about my breakfast and so i took a diet pill
i am feeling rejection low self esteem and purposeless
i feel very confused and cant stop myself from digging in a bit more
i guess i do feel the need to mention the realism of the just how tragic the hardship of everyday life in the mumbai slums really is
i have to admit that i was feeling distracted by the fact that i was blocking traffic
i am sure the pleasure of living in the open air with the sky for a roof and the ground for a table is part of the same feeling it is the savage returning to his wild and native habits
i am responsible for picking a man who on occasion reminds me of people from my past like my mom and i threaten myself i can break this pattern by conducting myself in a different way even when i feel scared because deep down i know he s a good man
i feel like a reluctant queen tasked to rule over a nation of miscreants who are exactly like me
im so stoned on endorphin that all i can feel is my leg muscles seizing into petrified meat
i can stop feeling discouraged or full of self pity when another wave crashes down on us