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 am feeling mad at him as he didnt reply got me very worried
im down to blogging again simply because im feeling very distracted though im suppose to study cell bio now
i didn t burst into tears or some other devastating release of feelings or thoughts because i seemed to know that rich also had to go through his own space without me just dumping on him
i feel victimized by the drag on our country with heads in the sand traditionalists i hesitate to call them conservatives for fear of offending real honest to god conservatives who still think the world was created years ago and that stuff like skeletal remains are some kind of hoax
i mean i enjoy feeling pretty with make up on
i was feeling a little awkward about seeing some folks
i now feel everythings been resolved were psychically galvanised and prepared to wrestle the world to the ground
i feel kinda worthless and unwanted at times cuz ive always felt that im the ugliest among all my friends cuz they are so freaking pretty oh dayummm like forever feeling inferior and stuff la
i feel disheartened or defeated
i guess she was feeling pretty hesitant
i may be a bit late this year but im feeling very festive sat by the fire imagination its actually just a hot radiator
ive been told this is normal his last reading was he feels and looks horrible
im afraid im in an environment that makes me feel more relaxed cause
id love to see this campaign go viral to help raise awareness and funds to support the hotline so more women and children can feel safe something most of us take for granted
im feeling energetic this morning
im feeling ok other than the raging hormones
i mean i feel my happiness and self worth are determined largely by others which is of course not true
i feel a lot of bids i put in for work in for will get beaten on price and price alone
im so full of feeling i can easily believe i must be sentimental
i wake up it hurts knowing that i could have ever possibly done anything to hurt this person to ever make him feel pain or lack of trusting
i feel complacent if i were to choose the secure path probably not i think id find adventure in anything
i am feeling more pain and hurt than i did before
i am feeling pretty guilty about posting pictures of some stray cat i cuddled on the street and not even posting pictures of my own two cats
i sink into the deep sofa and feel safe surrounded by everything i have known for so long walls choc a bloc with paintings hundreds of art books to dip in and out of
i left feeling pretty chuffed with my finds
i will review the film after this blog entry but for now as i have david sitting here in my garden feeling slightly smug after just discovering his film had been shortlisted for best film out of entries