Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i still love to run and plan to keep it up but i don t want to once again register for so many races that i feel like every exercise moment needs to be devoted to running
i had and not having any lingering feelings nor longing for anyone
i stepped outside of the house feeling glad to be home again
i say nothing then i my feelings are hurt i feel uncomfortable and direspected
i didnt use to feel embarrassed walking by people in it at the pool
i have constantly been panicky and making a big fuss over my learning and exam results often feeling spiteful that i have lost out a mark or two to the top in class
i just can feel so pain but nothing to do blank and speechless
i feel that the team at target has given me valuable experience and feedback which i will use constructively to help me both within my studies and in the future
i feel like i m trying to convince the most skeptical disbelieving person in the world that yes i really do have bipolar disorder
i was feeling isolated lonely and misunderstood
i started feeling a bit homesick with the mention of mulligans name
i did in fact feel very strange
i met you i used to want to lock myself into a vault just to feel precious
i got the feeling that steve was impressed that bi was used in manufacturing and not only in finance as in the us
i feel dull and tired and blah about this school stuff i thought so important at the start of the school year
i hate to feel devastated so much so that i have an unhealthy habit of suppressing my feelings
i feel about him and how he affects me and people around me this is my story i have been trying for years to find a way back to the life i had before being in a long and very violent relationship
i feel fucked up on the inside
i know when i have had a crappy day and didn t feel productive i feel lousy and sleepy in the evening
im being a teenager people and if you feel the need to make sarcastic bitchy comments you can kindly fuck off
i feel like i shouldnt bother people with these petty stupid little pathetic thoughts i feel like no one really would care to know what really goes on inside my head
i feel a funny mix of emotions
im not feeling violent im feeling creative with weapons
i actually started this about hours ago and got distracted and now the flow is all odd and my roommate is here so i feel very rude just typing away
i try and try to keep up with other bloggers and read whats scheduled so that my review goes up close to when everyone elses does but im tired of feeling rushed tired of the pressure that i put upon myself
i am still trying to find my footing and after three years in i feel just as shaky as ever