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 feel like i should go for a run to expend all this idiotic energy but iv decided to do some homework now instead and store the energy for a social event im going to this evening
i then feel like a hopeless case beside them
i start to hate the fact that whenever i post anything it would eventually end up with me writing about how lonely i feel because i have no romantic partner whatsoever
i feel he does appear friendly but to continue looking at his face his eyes i feel they look sinister
i feel too smugly virtuous about re using old textiles to feel bad about a few extra seams in a thing
i am feeling soooo eco friendly
i was feeling a little unsure about my retro flowered piece
i get an idea something i want to write and i feel passionate about it and sculpt some great sentences
i feel carefree and young and amazing
i feel hesitant to tell them the truth about leaving the house to get the toy
i feel petty and mean unemotional when im with her
i feel proud that illinois is a little ahead
i wear it i feel anxious visable spotlighted different unfashionable stupid embarrassed ashamed and paranoid
i feel blessed to be able to see that we didn t do anything
i feel like its at times like these when things seem a little more uncertain that i thank god more for the small things
i just wanna say that the last three months i feel so happy about my blog
i can also song write without feeling all bashful about it and play music and my guitars without anyone telling me to turn it down
i started to feel alarmed the voices were so noisy that i actually couldnt listen to my own thoughts
i feel that i was innocent i did not want to hurt anyone
i ignored her minor tantrum and jumped down from the table beginning to pace again and feeling agitated
i diss a bag only when i m feeling grouchy because of the lack of any inspiration whatsoever when it comes to fug bags but today i m not grouchy and it still sets me of which means this is a big deal
i wake up feeling kind of dazed and groggy
i left it feeling entertained but empty
i feel in love with the weight watchers program and was faithful to count my points
i feel its rude to take someone s photo but rather that i feel awkward asking to take the photo
i just carry that feeling around that things are really rich