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 feel like i probably would have liked this book a little bit more if it wasn t such a simple story line
i feel like this because i start being naughty in order to validate my existance
i feel like i am being one person whom his life will be very miserable and not doing the best
i really love the feeling of being scared
i feel like im not being the joyful me maybe its the hormones just act like how you feel never lie to yourself
i don t try to put my light in where i can i m going to feel fester y and grow bitter and dark
my grandfather died he lived almost as a recluse not caring for himself as well as he should dad and we all helped as much as we could
i am thankful that i feel well emotionally
i have ticket stubs going all the way back to and every once in a while when i m feeling kinda sentimental i open up the box and go through my ticket stubs so that they can remind me of all the good times i ve had at stadiums around the country
i find myself feeling remarkably calm
i feel a violent tug at my eye socket
i still have a way to go but i am so much closer to the finish line than the start line and that feels amazing
i feel a bit sad that todays youngsters will never get to experience the bit of culture that my generation and those before it did
im feeling a bit overwhelmed tonight and not really for any good reason
i imagine being a man it s like being kicked in the nuts repeatedly that s how bad it feels you feel like you want to curl up and die a devastated schalm said after the bout
im quite bored but feel intelligent for no real apparent reason
i end up getting unwanted attention from boys i want little to do with or ill be sort of starting something with a boy then find myself flirtiing with others in his presence or ill feel really insincere around boys that i do like
i just feel really listless right now
when i heard the news that my grandfather had died
i feel like the audience is smart enough and knows the characters well enough to figure out who were reading
i feel too rushed
i do feel slightly ungrateful about it but i can only spend so much time with them before going mad
i am feeling abused for having wasted hundreds of dollars a year in subsidization for this crap and though im not sure whether or not im mad as hell im surely not going to be taking it anymore
i feel entertained by myself as we arrive at the park
i have hurt so much and been told to stop so much that i suppose it all leaked into my brain and now i feel guilty when i hurt
im kind of at a stage whereby im feeling disillusioned about being myself