Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i really feel unhappy
i feel somewhat jaded and tired of having this discussion
i proclaim to have lost a bit of my sanity and feel so shaky
i see the starlight caress your hair no more feel the tender kisses we used to share i close my eyes and clearly my heart remembers a thousand good byes could never put out the embers
i feel it captures the peaceful serenity which is so relaxing and inviting here in pines lake
i feel for peter he was convinced of his unworthiness
i feel so privileged to share that love with five lovely students
i am such a private person and although i won t be going into anything too personal i m feeling anxious just writing this
im trying to wein off them with doctors guidance of course but if i miss a day i feel agitated about everything
i want to do it the right way oh orihime whispered back feeling reassured in his sincerity
i finish my lesson although very happy that it is over i feel good i feel that it was worth it
i got a feeling that they were trying to create a nostalgic atmosphere but it didnt work for me
i feel even more strongly now that this can be a valuable tool in the classroom
i feel wronged by you over and over
i leave the sooner ill feel better
i talked to him i tried not to ask about how he was feeling i was convinced that everyone would be asking him the same things and he was probably a bit sick of always talking about it
i feel virtuous for a few seconds when i reflect that i did spend something when i went to the swimming pool working towards personal fitness yes
i am feeling particularly annoyed at my co workers i sometimes make the rounds of the floors finding literally pounds of white paper in the trash
i do not know what to do in my current space to make myself feel more comfortable
i don t think that woman ever feels generous because she is too busy dying of love
i brought my bomber in that way but i don t feel like getting our little convoy of haulers through that as well
i was thinking about going out to dinner but im feeling like i might not be bothered too
i don t know how i feel about all this how i feel about my place in it if i think that my work is more or less sincere than other gen xers and so on
i feel afraid to have a voice and im just a guest
i flip on reality tv and i feel fantastic trying to keep a balance between self awareness and simply over analyzing
i still feel brave when i walk into the saudi perfume scented terminal at dulles where my flight will leave from in an hour