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 left to the shower questioning what i feel she was gorgeous such a fantastic body so confident in her movement effortlessly graceful
im pretty happy but a little on the nauseated side to feel thrilled
im feeling a bit neurotic that ill lose my job
i always feel a bit personally assaulted
i walk in a conventional classroom my senses feel assaulted by all the stuff on the walls hanging from the ceiling and covering all the surfaces
i am feeling disappointed at myself for making mistakes or getting frustrated for not knowing a lot of things taryns words would be ringing in my head
i go while feeling foolish so many times
i wanted to go and ask him about my batting but was feeling hesitant about approaching such a big player
i realise that although i originally started this blog for a specific purpose it has really grown beyond that and i shouldnt feel pressured to writing about specific things
i had to be transgender and this very brainwashing attempt is now making me feel so horrible as though im trying to deceive physicians here in germany into believing that i am intersex
i started to feel homesick for the first time in my life even though i had lived abroad before for years
i feel and yet your still hesitant to tell me
i feel jaded about everything
i feel humiliated when i am forced to make decisions i do not want to make simply to please my parents
i remember feeling equally dazed and road rollered when the twins came home and that was with the pee and poo all neatly tied up in diapers
i tried to write it off as normal and ignored all feelings throwing myself into a very unsuccessful relationship with a boy when i was about
i knelt down in front of her close enough to feel her gentle breath she did not move or speak but yet there was no need our eyes shared a mutual understanding we communicated with no words just pure silence i felt at peace
i feel very reluctant to blog during my free period even when my hp is plugged to my laptop for charging making it easy to upload photos online
i love the way it feels i love its permanence i love the nostalgic feeling of keys under my fingertips
i feel crappy so i don t run which makes me feel more crappy and so on and so on
i want that feeling that someone is devoted to me and wants to keep me strong and go through things with me
i know they don t really mean anything by it but when you are feeling as crappy as i am you find yourself really wanting to give them a wakeup call
i didn t see how my going in the army and maybe going to vietnam would achieve anything except a feeling that i had punished myself and gotten what i deserved
im not going to lie it feels really weird to be writing this right now
i feel grouchy
ive come to a point where i do not feel my submissive self is up to the task of handling them