Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i am back working with confidence and feeling terrific
i got a lot of ideas and feel like the weekend had a very positive effect on me
when the paramilitary was sent to the unza and it started using tear gas and started intimidating the students without any provocation
i sleep in a dreamy state waking up feeling dazed every now and then yet the cyber slut in me craves to creep up on here every evening
i feel like as a generation of men as a family guy in my s in the suburbs of the midwest i feel like were a little bit lost says heimbuch who documented a search for his midwestern hunting roots in his soon to be released book and now we shall do manly things
i feel even more bothered because here i am being bothered by this when the boy probably isn t even thinking about this
i began to feel strange i thought to myself here it comes
i did start to feel some benefit it was extremely boring
i drafted this post at least a month ago and now i m feeling quite uncertain about it
i miss how safe and comfortable he made me feel and how vulnerable i was able to be with him because i knew he loved me
i feel that life does not make sense and it would help a lot if suffering made sense
i feel very hopeless
i feel fearful of being near them
im feeling a little regretful but itll pass because thats what happens with regret
i believe a publisher editor should bless his products with as light a hand as is possible and i feel that having my artwork on any of my chapbooks would strike one as being a little self aggrandisement and vain
i had already decided i liked this guy enough that i didn t want him to die but more and more i got the sinking feeling that very soon after his company walked through the door this guy that i already liked was going to die a horrible death
i cannot help but feel outraged to recognize that essentially children in america have no rights at all
i feel passionate about sharing it with you
i seriously have no feeling when i got rejected in a sense i am neither happy sad or average
im feeling morose as i tend to do when im awake and writing here at almost am
im feeling so irritable about todays class
i cannot imagine what african americans feel inside their hearts and guts when they see such a hateful image
i hate being the party girl because i feel like such a hypocrite because i always hated them
i only get to see master on the weekends i feel that i am only a submissive with him during the weekends
i feel ugly disgusted and like a pig
i just feel more resentful and tell myself it was better if i did not share with him