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 will not say much because chanel always speaks for its self and i feel that chanel makes sure they have something for every age group
i was just ungrateful and selfish for wanting a life or wanting something more or at least feeling valued and respected
i am so trying to understand why my feelings should be ignored
i feel bad for a lot of these people because i know from watching documentaries that people who do these drugs are trying to fill a void something that hurt them in the past that they are trying to fill with this drug that makes them feel temporary happiness
i felt so sick watching and feeling helpless
i feel like i have been beaten hard with a baseball bat under my arm which the doctor said was a very apt description
i was feeling a bit miserable and the only thing that could cheer me up is some good old baking
im feeling stupid feeling stupid coming back to you
i felt overly hopeful last week and now i feel like i am more resigned to waiting the next week or potentially longer
im feeling shy to approach them
i feel also just drained
i almost always feel dissatisfied with novels after i finish them
i have to emphasize the feeling of lost and found
i brought it to god and as im dying or feeling low during the killer push ups or power kicks i just say lord help me i can do this and i am
i feel paranoid thinking about it just looking out the window and feeling my insomnia creep up on me
i feel so hateful this morning
i suddenly feel like the grouchy grinch or jack skellington
i wake up feeling cranky and out of sorts
i wasnt supposed to be with n to just let it happen so i could feel the hurt and move on and be with who i was supposed to be with
im sinking back into feeling rejected and also wondering what i could have done differently
i like about dating him is how outgoing he is which makes me feel more at ease because im somewhat shy
i have to actually tell myself to breathe breathe breathe in and out when i feel absolutely terrified because i know i can t just go home that the life i missed isn t there anymore
i feel petty posting with my own complaints right now because its not like i was kidnapped when i was years old and forced to make easter creme eggs for the rest of my life
i pulled myself off the blanket and bed was really feeling rather gloomy
i feel so repressed with this one now
i feel indecisive on whether or not i feel the book huckleberry finn should be censored