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 began to feel very afraid of disappointment during the tour just because the rain and fog continued
i had a strange dream last night and woke up today feeling a bit shaken up
ive ever written although im not gonna reproduce it here because it is full of boring academic references and also it specifically analyses several prominent bloggers and their treatment of romantic relationships and id feel weird about putting that on the internet
i feel embarrassment and shame of being victimized
i feel idiotic sifting through personals sites only nerve
i feel completely submitted and devoted to a href http www
i got home from work i was feeling adventurous and was also feeling him very active in there and so i decided to start poking on my belly to see what would happen
i don t feel respect i don t feel admiration and i don t feel an entirely romantic tone
i feel like a useless bastard
i feel honored or insulted
i am doing this namely for myself but i feel that anything i write might be useful to someone else
i know its the lot of the dumpee to feel slighted jealous unable to move on depressed angry and a whole bunch of other negative emotions that stem from the whole rejection and sometimes replacement involved in the break up process
i feel ungrateful and petty if i try and talk to people about it
i am afraid of my emotions because certain people cause me to feel assaulted by feeling and i just get hammered by their waves as if i am an tempestuous ocean raging and only god knows why
i didnt feel as isolated from the world as i did during last years holidays
ive been feeling the desire for a romantic interest even with my circumstances i feel as though im emotionally ready for a special someone in my life
ive done while not writing was had flowers delivered to someone just because brought a meal to a new mom on a day she was feeling overwhelmed and now im stumped trying to remember what has been done
i feel no compulsion to bludgeon onlookers with how fabulous i want them to think i am because of the designer labels i was able to acquire
i woke up on saturday feeling so glad it was saturday and that the work week was behind me
i code existed for the sole purpose of making stupid people feel smart
i feel as if my husband s life is valued and the duty of care towards him is taken seriously
i want to keep feeling strong yet i cant neglect that feeling inside me a feeling of betrayal somehow
im fine but i feel i have wronged someone
i feel pain even when i see an unfortunate person in street begging why does my mind race and think why is that person there
i do feel envious of those with kids at certain moments
i usually am all over that it probably comes to the fact that vm i feel entertained by and like but am not in love with any of the characters