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 like he had a really gentle hand on the recording process
i never feel accepted but you have to go through steps first you are a publisher keeping track of time spent in the ministry trying to get more members
i even feel it is a game that i am a part of some strange reality swarming with violent carnivores adding to the bare landscape of the place i now know
i feel like they might be engineering hostile situations by which i mean wars and missile testing and dropping spy planes out of the sky and all the rest because overwhelmingly they have y chromosomes and because they are bored
i guess yelp wouldnt be a useful website if people only wrote positive reviews so i feel kind of lame about it
i try not to complain or show them my attacks because they feel so helpless like any parent would
im lying in bed writing this feeling exceptionally smug about the fact ive got two more days off cos ive got lots of lovely plans
i am feeling very anxious and frustrated right now
i feel like i should have actively hated every single second rather than just borne it all
i love how a whiff of a certain scent can take you back to a certain time or place remind you of a certain person and make you feel content or nostalgic
i want to shout say something dont just smile all the time touch me so i can feel that delicious feeling inside
i spoke with reported feeling dissassociated and dissatisfied with their human lives
i feel that with all the talented players that we currently have especially with most of them being rested for the next game and the experience that our players bring to the game we have the ability to go further than we ever have
i feel so lucky to get to feel them
i had to have something to give the katy and the danny and of course they stalk my blog and of course i couldnt leave erica feeling unloved
im feeling like im also going to be uploading some more of my poetry on here just some lame stuff and lemme know if you guys like it
i went to see the entrance examination results at university i rejoyced at my success
i wont go on about the anxieties i am feeling about this is being as neurotic as me about this
i crave as i fall into submission and i did not feel submissive in the least
i feel pressure to act like im so heartbroken but secretly i dont really care that much
i feel devastated right now
i have no money to sort any of it out and i feel very messy
i love the long summer evenings where you can shoot into o clock and not feel as pressured as the short daylight hours winter provides
i will admit that i do feel a little envious when i hear of young writers who do so well
i want to share my feelings but don t want to feel humiliated
i feel like i m on the receiving end of a violent attack