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 so lucky to live in portland land of delicious food
i it seemed like forever i want to put my phone life in knowing loving feeling seeing believing trusting and caring for her
i sat with dave atell at first trying not to feel rude while the guys were eating
i probably would have bailed at the half way mark when i was feeling quite low physically and mentally
i stayed for a short while but feeling like he didnt need me anymore and having my own emotional drainage to work through i decided i needed to go home
i was a tad more jaded stopping the booth rep from reciting his memorized spiel by mentioning that i had been following the unit for a year but came away feeling pretty impressed
im feeling kinda homesick
i am being selfish but i feel like me trying to make him horny is redundant because he is always horny and i feel like he should try harder to make me horny
i guess you cant see how wed feel a bit unwelcome
i just went out into the garden and you can feel its hot but the wind is ridiculous
i have to get on my bike days straight so feeling tender a day after playing rugby is good prep for that
i have written i don t know why this would make me feel shy
i feel like i should have actively hated every single second rather than just borne it all
i hope that by telling them ill find out more about who i am how i got to this place in time and not feel so lost and alone
i feel like i am carrying him suuuper low too
i have my own mind and i feel like my mind is dangerous to my life
i feel like this vile thing brooding gnawing deeper in spirit
i am new to this so feels kind of strange but i will push through it
i feel less agitated but a bit more sad sometimes
i feel really despised i haven t told them yet but it s really awful feeling so segregated
i left the office feeling discouraged
i was left feeling slightly intimidated and overwhelmed
i am this morning filled with the feeling of possibility and the gentle morning haze of nyquil
i feel far too distracted to actually write anything of substance
i feel jealous angry or bitter ask why
i just started taking mine yesterday and i feel kinda funny