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 like this so much but i feel like somehow this will be a term that becomes more popular in the future
i do i really do think i have some justification for feeling smug
i know i will feel quite melancholy this weekend as its our very last bit of relaxation downtime within those four walls before a week of working packing and then eventually moving
i hated feeling inadequate to meet their needs
ive made it through a week i just feel beaten down
i am feeling shaky and weak
i feel rushed i make poor food choices and start to slide back towards bad habits
i didnt usually feel quite so hated at this hour of the morning
i went crazy non stop dancing at rouge with her only because the live band was very good i was feeling very troubled and wanted to dance my problems away
i am an infp a very strong introverted feeling person you could say i am passionately emotional about even the most insignificant of things
i didnt feel isolated as a child i do remember feeling a bit overwhelmed by the different feel of the neighborhoods when we came down the mountain
i was to do the same to them i would have this guilty conscience and i would feel like a heartless bitch
i learnt to never talk about feelings when ive had a drink because it gets messy
i am so tired about it and i feel so fucked up
i feel the presence of god something fearful happens i became aware of my own unworthiness my own short comings and yes my own sin
i feel like a lot of people are intimidated by false lashes because it seems like a largely unnecessary process during your makeup routine
im waiting in my paper gown and plastic slippers for them to call me feeling very apprehensive but a bit dopey in the head due to lack of food
i always feel very threatened by her when it comes to guys cox you no she gets a lot of contact with the guys i like like my first and bf
i feel that someone is being rude or has wrongly done something to me i lose it
i always feel terrible afterwards and even more helpless which is yet another thing perpetuating my depression
i still feel like i was somehow one of the family members horribly wronged by the tragic events that have transpired today
im still using blogger to follow other blogs but i like livejournals feature of enabling private posts so i can keep just one journal without feeling inhibited about writing things i dont want to publish on the net
i ask you to trust this and to celebrate not the images of lives cut short but the feeling of freedom that your hearts can accord when you reach for these lovely spirits and know that you make the connection
ive been feeling a little burdened lately wasnt sure why that was
i remember feeling hair and being confused my kids dont have hair at birth but not having the presence of mind to really process what i was feeling
i cant help but feel how much burdened my parents are