Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel terrible for mrs
im tired of feeling lethargic hating to work out and being broke all the time
i feel like a bitchy selfish idiot
i feel so fucked up from what happened on thursday
i just feel for my hubbie all this rubbish is really starting to knock his confidence in the people hes supposed to be trusting his heart to
i am not strong that i feel scared lonely lost and confused
i am feeling cranky today is due to me not getting enough sleep due to the unexpected long outing yesterday night
ive been comfort eating because im still feeling rubbish and i havent bothered to log most of it so theres no point checking on my food log yeah i know some of you do that
i pleading to people and feeling distraught that they dont hear
i know this makes me a bitch and a half but i cannot help but feel a little triumphant when i see an old nemesis come into my workplace pregnant kid in tow fat husband waiting in the pickup truck rushed and clearly unhappy
i went to see the entrance examination results at university i rejoyced at my success
i feel virtuous expressing my fears of contamination
i feel completely shaken up
i was feeling pretty impressed with myself
i feel insulted by saying real is bigger than man u real is a cows shit
i shrugged not feeling particularly enthralled about the educational tour and feeling guilty that i would prefer to stay at home and play house
i feel like i just want to be smart because i dont want to be seen as stupid
i love feeling loved but i hate that he seems so devastated
i feel all funny just thinking about it
i feel that students in my classroom will enjoy and respect the opportunities to use their own artistic creativity
i can feel the cold of winter
i very much enjoyed the build up and the air of suspense and confusion throughout but i cant help but feel dissatisfied by the ending
i party wah wah wah nationalism blah yay aryans wah boo jews with there stupid brown hair blah blah should feel appreciative that we even talk to them because it makes them cool by association blah blah
i feel like life is too good to be true
i feel it needs to be respected for its own sake
i feel honoured to have this opportunity and look forward to the future and how our lives will develop