Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel incredibly lucky just to be able to talk to her
i feel we have a wonderful thing called a minute breathing space you can stop any time in the day even when you are driving along the motorway or in the middle of an important telephone call
im just feeling really shitty about life in general now that i want to just write continuously
i love it so much it adds just the right about of edge when im feeling rebellious
i feel like i am being punished for the choices i made in the past
i feel really petty complaining about panic attacks and such
i am feeling completely useless lately
i feel like i m a very very dangerous human being right now
i can spend my life condemning others i feel have wronged my people or me and yet my own consequences are strangely bitter
i almost started to feel like wimpy from the popeye cartoons
i am feeling in a generous mood and a mood of gratitude
i wont do it anymore i wont allow myself to be stressed and feeling rushed and like its all a race to be better and one up
i just really want this healthy life style to become a habit instead of a necessity because at the moment i feel like a naughty child being denied the biscuit tin and angry for letting myself put weight on in the first place
im feeling homesick for him
i think from being sick all last week i just got into a rut and once i feel low like that it is so hard to get back into a routine
i don t really feel that that will happen in my lifetime but still working in publishing i know that it s coming so i should be supporting bookstores
i have begun to feel irrationally resentful and angry towards people
i sit here tonight i m pensive tense and feeling a little fearful
i am also noticing that i can only handle so much incoming information or i start to feel overwhelmed
i got a feeling that they were trying to create a nostalgic atmosphere but it didnt work for me
i feel like ive been reading lisas blogs for ever and it was lovely to finally meet her and her boys who i recognised immediately
i can feel you moving everyday now and its kind of weird to not be able to call you by name
i feel like my meds arent working correctly and idk its weird
i feel so empty and cold inside
i began to feel a cranky feeling of why the hell do i do what i do
i feel quite devastated when i have to rush away sometimes