Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i was feeling anxious and just could not sleep
i read a story that left me feeling confused frustrated and a little angry
i was feeling good until i saw the flop
i am feeling a little bit nostalgic
im loving the green in this picture but have a feeling i may be going with something a little more kid friendly
i feel helpless like i want to hurl over and just cave in to the sadness trying to devour me
i feel ugly i mean i m being calle
i still feel a craving for sweet food
i feel a lot of support and very honoured because i was chosen to represent my country
i couldnt help feeling a little envious of what treats the body power people might have in store for them demonstrations of super strength perfect specimens glistening with accentuating oil exercise gear to be seen in
ive been feeling particularly thankful for my husband which is a sure sign i have a brain tumor or something terribly amiss with my noodle
i feel that it was a good investment to make this building into a restaurant
im feeling gloomy today
i didn t see how my going in the army and maybe going to vietnam would achieve anything except a feeling that i had punished myself and gotten what i deserved
i love my job and know that the surgeries were doing are emergencies i always feel resentful especially when it is am and i was sleeping
i dont expect reilly will mess them up and since we have no cats i feel pretty safe leaving them in place
i always feel overwhelmed with a mixture of feelings while listening to these songs
i usually love winter but am feeling a longing for spring
i feel so unwelcome here now and im leaving tonight once benno finishes his motorcycle lesson
i long for this its a need i feel is all of this in vain
i feel like calling them bitches but it wasnt exactly bitchy coz it wasnt intentional but i could call them ungrateful inconsiderate selfish ok ill say bitches
i posted this lovely picture on instagram and was feeling slightly rebellious walking on that plane feeling
i am available what am i going to do with my day i need to feel useful maybe i can still contribute my time part time i dont want to let anyone down
i especially enjoyed listening to shotgun lovesongs on audio book as it just seemed to give even more depth and feeling to what is truly a very special novel
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 my chanting voice would just reverberate through the walls and i feel rude