Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im not feeling homesick yet so im feeling alright about this
i woke up feeling kinds of miserable
i feel so fond of my friends
i feel like ive resolved some things in the last week
i feel so vulnerable i need to have a mask on to go into the world or if my desire is caused by a need to divert attention or cover up weakness i should probably be making more constructive use of my time than trying to look pretty
i am feeling a little skeptical today
i like my guests to feel like they are staying in an elegant pristine boutique hotel
i go fishing i really feel so carefree can i fish everyday
i feel relieved to have the big moving of furniture over with
i was feeling somewhat shaky and i know that i was experiencing the onset of the infamous bonk
i always feel like im the least liked
i can feel that she smiled i love you even more gorgeous
i feel so violent but im a paper tiger
i feel like the audience is smart enough and knows the characters well enough to figure out who were reading
im feeling cranky
i log on feeling vaguely sociable and after a short amount of time im all socialised out
i usually doubt my self at this point as i feel i should be that amazing housewife who motors all day and has a list of things they can tell theyre husband they did all day while they were at work and i was at home
i feel like i m living in a strange world my wife s paternal grandmother often said
i do not feel reassured anxiety is on each side
i feel a bit shaken though
i try to be mindful about where i am in the room and i check in with the minister beforehand about what would feel most supportive for her
insulted by disgusting people
i had a feeling that was going to happen once i accepted the job offer because life likes to throw you lots of curveballs
i feel like i have a job to do on this planet so as soon as my purpose is determined i plan to try my hardest to fulfill it
i was feeling a little shaky and called it a day on the small bike
i could almost feel it as the flames singed and tortured her frail delicate body leaving nothing behind but a foul smelling concoction of wood and burnt flesh