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 started feeling a bit alarmed but i was not afraid for some reason
i was beginning to feel anxious about it and i asked him to help me out
i do feel lonely at times and at times i still feel that i am alone
i still feel annoyed and the older sd is always sick with something and i mean always
i wasnt feeling energetic
i feel empty inside like all my light has been drained
i have been feeling rather lonely
i am feeling better though i still feel like passing out or tossing my cookies if im up for too long but theres definitely a light at the end of this tunnel
ive stamped out old relationships feeling like the distance and time apart would cause people to forget or somehow give enough reason for them to stop caring about me
having unwanted attention paid to me in my place of work harrassment and sexual harrassment by another worker disgusted by his implications
i still feel groggy but i have to get up to do the routine for my son
i am feeling a bit nostalgic so decided to take a tour through my memory lane
i feel like that enables her rotten ass even more but i am at a total
i ask myself i think about it myself i feel unhappy
i am feeling impatient and would just like to get on with life i am in no hurry to push myself right back into illness
im feeling really really left out and somewhat dissatisfied with everything
this sounds really predictable and usual but it was absolutely heartrending at the time my first lover i was just rang up one day and announced that he had found another woman i never saw him again and it hurt because i was positive that it was true love
i have a hard time putting into words how good it feels to spend an hour serving as a friendly face to people who are oftentimes unable to leave home without the help of others
i feel whiney winey lush lush i just know everyone thinks im scummy and annoying
for the loss of a close friend or relative
i often feel that working in it is like being a hopefully benevolent goliath that is often undone by the humblest of davids
i am just so sick of feeling hated and lonely and dumb and unloved and forgotten
i have a feeling your heart will be happy that you did
i kept my heart open and exposed while watching the news every night i would most likely never recover from the rush of helpless and hopeless feelings created by all the tragic stories
i ignore peoples talking when i feel hurt already
ive come to a point where i do not feel my submissive self is up to the task of handling them