Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im now winded at the end of a tough rally but during the rally i feel good enough to stay in the point
i am i feel like it s important to keep on taking a critical look at ideas like these to make sure that they stay grounded in reality
i feel this blank in my mind is stopping me from breaking under this weight
im feeling quite pathetic and miserable actually
i may have to learn how to say their african names so that when im feeling boring and uninteresting i can slide them into conversation to impress others
i was so nervous all i remember is my heart beating loudly and feeling insecure as others watched me from off stage
i believe in you moment we all feel til then it s one more skeptical song
i have to admit that i m feeling quite gloomy today the first real day on my own in atlanta
i am feeling pretty shitty about it maybe i should tell him to kiss my ass
i was feeling quite impatient and must have hit the ad because thats when my internet died and vista virus pro started to bother me
i feel that way makes me even more angry
ive had so much more energy no more slugging around feeling lethargic after massive takeaways and choccy binges and my skin started to clear up instantly
i was feeling a bit annoyed but it didnt really affect me very much
i am feeling so violent i just fucking shuddered in anticipation
i start to feel ugly unloved poor and unhappy
i began to feel unimportant useless insecure and i was disconnected from everything that i used to know
i can say one good thing about this movie and thats the computer generated transformers took on a truly real look and feel i was amazed at how fluidly them integrated with the live action and just how good they looked in general
i was feeling really horny all afternoon with no one to fulfill ma sexual desire and only had my bed and creative thoughts to help me out and not forgetting my handss which aahhh work like magic
i feel groggy and want to crawl back into be with my cat and my book
ive made it through a week i just feel beaten down
i feel afraid to have a voice and im just a guest
ive been holding onto that are making me feel rotten
i feel very vulnerable about sharing things that i write but i hit the publish button anyway
i couldn t help feeling curious about what looked like fishing tackle hung in an adjoining cubicle an outsize plastic mac and sou wester dangled over an enormous pair of wellies
i was tired of feeling like a helpless victim and stuck in my circumstances and slowly started making changes
i also chat when i feel frustrated with guys but now i think about my future husband