Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im still contagious and while i am desperately wanting to cuddle him id feel rotten if i let my selfish physical wants get him sick
i feel disappointed and want to tear up some paper and throw it across the room and write a giant letter of why things are unfair i just think of perspective
i feel like ive been held back a lot this summer with soccer and my mom not trusting me
i stop learning or if i am feeling inhibited my performance flounders
i still didnt feel satisfied with and about myself
im drunk for example i feel a lot less shy about speaking in a foreign language that i havent yet totally mastered
i worried over the feeling of supposed to being at church but rich and dr
i feel sure the nervousness and fear will always lurk in my mind but i feel at ease in my heart hopeful about theo ad and eli being happy healthy and safe and living to be old people with fulfilled lives
i feel irritated and rejected without anyone doing anything or saying anything
i have the feeling that she was the super agent we even found out that while she is good at shooting she is not good at shooting at a moving truck
i started to feel kind of skeptical about this myself
i just cant stand that thick dragging feeling of oil paints so im glad i had the underlying texture on the wood to give the painting some extra interest
i feel really honored that i could experience the brazilian public healthcare system from the inside
i get the feeling that im butchering a feeling that was as delicate as it was wordless but so be it
i have a feeling i took so much time but kuya buddy and kuya angee have been very supportive all the way
i combine the flat tire the head wound and a headless bird im feeling a little paranoid
i would hate to be bit imagine if the secretary is feeling irritable that day eh
i mean i know how it feels that a person is valued by the family if s he gives money or food to the table
ive been feeling a little frantic recently because our summer together is flying by so quickly
i feel like blair just wants to be loved
i feel that our values need to be shifted in the direction of caring for all things on earth for each other and for the planet we live on
i was reading through our old blog entries the other night feeling nostalgic and missing my boys and i came across our list of projects we had to do before we left
i do love making them feel welcomed and excited about starting high school
i felt like facebook was a catalyst for me to feel that way about myself and i started to see it as a bit of a hostile online community
when i nearly caused a traffic accident with my car
i have been aware of one traumatic memory that has been surfacing on and off leaving me feeling nauseas and gently terrified always