Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im feeling rushed and like i should have planned certain things this summer that i can no longer do
i feel annoyed by that girl
i am inferior to them then i feel as i did as a child who was not respected not listened to and not allowed to have an opinion
i open my eyes wide and i feel the last bubble of precious air escape from my lips then everything goes black
i am a nameless mid s bottom law school graduate who finds himself marginally attached and awash in a sea of overeducated but underpaid indentured peers who feel and were duped by the promise of a better life through debt and modern chemistry
i guess i made her feel unwelcome though i honestly didnt mean to
i have a feeling im going to get an unpleasant comment anyway
i stare and feel utterly helpless
i feel sorry for the times that i misjudged it as well as it had to me
i eat or sleep i cant get myself to feel the life loving energy i felt so easily before
i feel fearful about being vulnerable within a relationship i will see in others that they are not trustworthy and will in turn not trust them
i feel so much love for him and he is so supportive
im sharing our school room because im sure im not the only one that struggles or has struggled with school room jealousy of feeling less than perfect
i used to write poem and story related to my depressing days and trying my best to make it arty cause i find it comforting to just write all my feelings out while being creative
i feel personally hated when i read their poems
i feel inadequate in almost everything that i do
i feel of love again i was glad he was appearing now i am wondering how itd be if he truly loves me
i remember wearing the dress feeling fabulous looking fabulous announcing my good news to many friends whilst wearing that dress
i was questioning myself and feeling nervous about being able to hit the targets
i feel it is important to give my views regarding the events which took place at general synod this last week
i ought not come for i stipulation them to feel sorrowful for their skeered rupees which they re assert to the field but i will console for i allusion massou to live
i feel so unhappy even with it
i feel i m being punished for too many thoughtless years of assuming that the trappings of success were earned and not given
i just listened to ed and then after feeling regretful i just laid on the floor with a sore throat and my heart beating in strange rhythms
i feel a mix of emotions lonely sad insecure angry
i never feel brave and nor do i want to be as i believe that in order to be brave you have to make a conscious choice as to whether you want to be brave or not