Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i just finished a long day of work and am feeling a bit sentimental and its been a few weeks so i thought id get on here and write a few words
i feel like at times i am lauren for trying to help my friend see that her boyfriend is a lousy guy yes they might be best friends and never let that go but they re both not good for each other
i was feeling so reluctant the whole day today the only thing that i feel like doing is just sticking my ass on the benches ground having heart to heart talks with my favs staring into space and nothing
i feel a funny mix of emotions
i feel he is sincere and repentant for his past opposition to civil rights
i got really fucked up last night i got really really really fucked up on loads of downers it was such a bad idea such a bad idea i feel like a neurotic mess right now i cant handle it i cant handle it i cant handle it
i feel anybody got angry to me in an awkward silence
i feel like the nytimes publishes an article like this every year or so and each time we get pissed and feisty quick to lash out with a slew of offended and defensive responses
i managed to take some photos today of my outfit which did feel rather strange especially as i havent taken any for such a long time
i feel intimidated by your question
i really started to feel that the ica was an association worth supporting and maybe something that id enjoy being a part of
i even picked out beautiful pearly looking snaps and is soft and comfy feels like caring for myself
i feel like i dont need school to be intelligent
i ask you when folks park why do they feel it is smart to park with only or inches separating your car from the one in front or behind you
i also feel like a sophist half the time when im looking for supportive examples
i dont i feel amazed
i know how i feel about spamming when it happens to me and i was not impressed
i feel honoured that this small person who i have only known for a short time felt that he could trust me enough yet other adults around him are so hideous
i have some hard core problems and if i tell people about them they will feel sympathetic and consequently they will feel obligated to try to help
i go from your presence from praying for wisdom and patience and feel so instantly furious
ive got a feeling she will be just like her momma stubborn strong willed amp full of tx sassiness
i believe my ground game is where i feel most superior
i feel that tenure protects a lot of teachers that r innocent
i dunno the word im even looking for i guess because im not exactly how i feel im selfish i know
i feel like i dont even know how to trust that im trusting well enough
i waited to hold my precious boy in my arms no i did not get to feel his sweet skin against mine after his birth no i could not rub his soft hair or look into his beautiful eyes but god had a plan