Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i miss time with my husband and not feeling rushed to get back home to relieve our caregiver
when junior doctors returned to work after bunking them
i am tired of feeling awful
i feel like im damaged goods hah
i just remember getting in the car and my body feeling really lame
i cant help but also feel incredibly lucky over how it all went down and the community around us
i really hope im the only blogger they have treat this badly as i still feel super lousy about all and i wouldnt wish this crap on my worst enemy
i feel summer session title bookmark at digg rel nofollow target blank img src http www
i feel a satisfied calm while recording a dream that i presented it like the higher message in which it was intended to be
i was still feeling optimistic at this point
i feel like i captured all his sweet looks
i am feeling a little lonely
i am true to what i feel and have come to understand that i am not being faithful to the girl but rather to myself
i feel confused after that
i can t help but feel appreciative of artists who produce such quality work
i feel like the only person i ever truly loved was a guy whom we shall call mr
i do feel sympathetic to the parties involved now that their careers are down the drain
i feel like i am abandoning him in a way but he is so supportive of the move
i feel im being ignored
i cant help but feel how much burdened my parents are
i feel shitty about myself or my work on the heels of feeling great for someone else s accomplishments
i am feeling good and the runs feel normal
i usually feel gloomy for the loss of money and because i wont use it anyway
i spent today working in my lawn and feel invigorated
i talked to my parents about the fact that i was no longer having any romantic feelings or desires for affection with my beloved and that i wanted to break up with him because i was feeling like i was playing him because the emotions weren t there
i walk in a conventional classroom my senses feel assaulted by all the stuff on the walls hanging from the ceiling and covering all the surfaces