Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im feeling more hopeful today than i did yesterday
i first entered the clinic i feel very welcomed by the beautiful ivory themed furnitures because the whole clinic look very clean spacious and professional and the cheerful consultants awaiting for me at the reception with a smile of course
i am feeling quite fond of my friends
i feel low just thinking about my motherland gives me a fresh boost of energy
i feel so alone and im just going out of my mind
i remember feeling how my husband felt when i would see people being rude to my mom and mom just being her sweet self to them
i remember moments of feeling lost or hopeless when i was younger
i had struggled through a difficult pregnancy i was feeling apprehensive and excited at the same time about the soon to be newest member of our family
i kept doing research on bathroom renovations and all that research just resulted in me feeling more confused than ever about to how to go about tackling what to me felt like a mammoth task
i am feeling doubtful confused lost and what not
i feel so fucking lame saying that however immature it may be something that i just imagine have imagined all this time
i always feel kind of thing empty feeling
i want to come out about it but i feel so reluctant for some reason
when my grandmother died after a long illness
i needed to look for something to assist us because it does not bring a good feeling for her supporting the family
i feel i m doing to my mom what i despised so much when it was done to me
i don t speak more than a few words of the local language and i have to rely on him to translate the conversations for me i feel submissive
i feel more crucified heartbroken tortured and forsaken than i have ever before felt but not at the hands of my enemy at the hands of those i love
i know some people may cringe but when i feel something in me i have to say it and if you wanna get mad well get mad
i remember waking up feeling anxious and excited to read the bible its amazing how god will change your desires
i could feel myself getting weepy strangely my left axilla also ached
i remember feeling outraged to my core when i read a particularly heinous series of articles in the friday times where else if not this paper
i feel sad about it
i feel frightened and exhilarated by the scene
i am sorry if you feel offended by my humorous statement my friend
i want to push myself to think more in terms of discipline and what is a pro goal and pro me choice and not immediately default to feeling deprived