Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i think this is the last week of softball and im likely going to suck it up and at least try to play but i feel absolutely rotten going to see what some aggressive hydration does
i feel listless i cant do anything of it
i feel wonderful and i m very very grateful for all the support
i didnt feel threatened or concerned really but i wasnt entirely happy about the situation either perhaps instinctively because im usually quite prepared even pleased to speak to a passer by
i am ever feeling nostalgic about the fireplace i will know that it is still on the property
i have never known a love like the love i feel for you sweet emma and benjamin
i feel it is so important to support them with that extra money so they are able to go to a pub for a drink or anywhere else they wish to
i feel a lot more contented just having re lived a few moments of that trip through these photos
i know i probably shouldnt write with that sort of angry passion here on the blog but i never want to feel inhibited on what i can and cannot post
i want to be able to leave my house on my own without feeling terrified and im going to work on this every day
i feel his innocent and loving breath on my neck
i feel somewhat frightened by the number of policemen that arrived but told them they may come inside and search for whatever they need to
i feel like i have been a little distracted lately
i feel he was eager to help
i feel useful giving in what i do
i feel like ive gone out of my way to be particularly considerate about not having inconsequential complaints so i dont illicit those feelings in others that i so ungraciously had before as well
i feel very apprehensive
i have noticed my own increasing frustration with what i feel to be petty artificially created drama
im feeling bitchy on saturday
i feel so deeply loved by her in a way that it disorients me
i feel somehow humorous
im really feeling good
i don t want to go home to toronto and feel like a nobody tortured artist loser for two weeks and smoke pot alone in my bedroom and watch degrassi junior high and then weep
i had a feeling he wouldn t be friendly about it
i ever feel anymore is when one of us gets angry
i relaxed and nodded feeling assured that someone i love is safe and pampered even if he s no longer with me