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 try to feel confident about it but when ever our eyes meet i feel strong like in gym we have the exercise machines and i could only do lbs on average and i always wanted to do
i feel rich for a special occasion i will buy crab
i feel foolish not putting them but that game was telling
im feeling bitter towards them god
i feel all betrayed and disillusioned
i like to pull out when i ever i feel like being snobbish about my musical tastes
ive been thinking about that this morning and realizing that my ordinary life is starting to feel dull
i wrote deepika feeling very discouraged and thinking this silhouette just would not work for me
i am left feeling rather distressed and torn
i was going through a painful breakup and went looking for anything that would make me feel less anguished
i woke up often got up around am feeling pukey radiation and groggy
i know i can do it and in fact that i will but i feel terrified that the stories won t be as good as they could be and that any readers that i can actually convince to buy the book will read it and hate it and never want to read anything by me again
i feel hurt by the lack of any thought for me i knew she was busy with needin to drop beth off n that but only takes a second to bob in n give me a kiss goodbye or even a text
i feel foolish for all these long runs and extra miles if the best i can muster is nearly seconds per mile slower than i was a year ago
i feel like i was a rude ass hole at hookah
i feel far too distracted to actually write anything of substance
i also feel the circumstances are out of my control and hostile
im feeling as if im not caring and i dont want to fail my finals
i feel quite disappointed in myself for being sucked into the charade
i am starting to feel a bit disheartened with my progress on my physical tbr there are still boxes of books next to my bed and they are not going away as fast as i want them to
i feel that i am not accepted and am forced to hide this part of who i am
i would like you to start with asking yourself these questions with you feel stressed
ive come to realize i need to stop runnin away from my fears gotta stop bein so confined and wanting to hide feeling the need to die and instead stic through this vicious hell like ride
i feel the most romantic of all is when i finally finish my blog post
i feel a bit strange saying it
i feel funny just calling it a film