Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i have survived the low part of the crash im starting to feel hopeful again
i was feeling eager to press on
i feel my repressed emotions surfacing im glad for the solace i can seek in my writing
i cant help but wince as i do that feeling an unpleasant tightness in my back and a dull ache in my head since ive opted for resting it against the wall behind me
i have been feeling particularly lousy these days so i might as well try to cheer myself up by saying yes
i have crossed over and i am on safe footing yet still feel this way fearful for the unknown shaky uncertain
i choose not to feel guilty unworthy or doubted
ive hijacked a fantasy and i feel foolish
i feel something inside paul saying fuck it lets do this lets go for it go for broke
i feel so blessed as i ve said numerous times before that i have met so many nice and caring people through the blogging world
i do not know if ill ever get used of feeling inadequate in as much that ive always prided myself to be a person who have somehow already established himself in a cut throat industry where second guessing your expertise and decision can ruin global corporations
i feel terrified because even if i have the time to write out how i feel about mr
i wear it i feel anxious visable spotlighted different unfashionable stupid embarrassed ashamed and paranoid
i brush it to the side or tuck it behind my ear only to feel a few rebellious strands escape and tickle my cheeks and my lips i realize im not the one in control
i feel not for you this savage deal leave me with my speedy clutch leave me with brown sugar lunch
i feel like i am that damaged can of corn with the big dent on the side and the label half torn off at the grocery store that is off that everyone pushes to the side and no one buys
i have never known a love like the love i feel for you sweet emma and benjamin
im feeling a little saddened and troubled too sorry for a couple of friends who i wish i could give big hugs to
i don t want to feel anything i want to be numb
i feel a little awkward about this but im going to share a poem with you
ive been feeling passionate about local business lately and i do like to walk through consignment stores and second hand shops just as much as i enjoy goodwill
i was starting to feel alarmed
i feel this way i withdraw become irritable
im feeling pissed and sad right now
ive seen how mean other kids and adults can be to a child who doesnt fit into the norm and no way was i going to label him so he could be made to feel he was anything other than amazing
i feel like this was a milestone race and i ve shaken the novice feeling off