Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i admit that with all the thoughts that go through my head i feel doubtful at times coz im scared
i al feeling rather agitated and i am not totally sure where it is coming from
i know that i shouldnt have run around with his dirty socks on a stick like a flag for our friends to see no matter how angry or hurt i was feeling about the dirty laundry that he left me
i dont win a lot of things but i still feel ridiculously lucky
im trying to go on how i feel hopefully next time i brave the scales i will have been good for a few days and will see a nicer number
i also have a niggling feeling that im getting complacent in my abilities
i walked around my yard and even got down by the waterside of the lake i live by i couldnt feel my fingers it was so cold
i feel that i have contributed in a positive way to seven
i dont know who i like i feel so bitchy and flirty
i started to feel thankful for my bed
i think i would have been feeling less grumpy if i hadnt been up and down throughout the night or my lungs deciding that even though i wasnt that unwell it felt as though something was sitting on my chest and flattened me
i should feel pissed
i posted i think it was about feeling sorta shitty and well i didnt want that to be the last post in my blog any more
i started to feel resentful of the whole situation and that s when something clicked
i have been feeling particularly lousy these days so i might as well try to cheer myself up by saying yes
im here today after looking at my bank account this morning and feeling shocked
i feel a perverse pride in my self control that i managed to stay where i was ordered and not reach for the tempting human flesh so close before us
i feel quite distracted as mum told me that my paws werent looking their best so instead of a nap ive had to do another pawdicur
i feel drained mentally and physically and i really need to get back to a better spot
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 like a blank canvas i have no clue what i am doing right now
i feel like normally i would be angry because thats what i actually think that i could never be beautiful at my size
i feel comfortable that i am not far above a and would like some more
i think about these two ways of looking at life the more i feel convinced that it is sensible to see it as a lease rather than a gift
i still feel stressed
i feel a sense of loss when an extremely talented and passionate engineer who wants to work on certain dsp design eventually takes up a job at a financial number crunching software company only because he did not get the right kind of job