This Wednesday was the annual Holi Moli celebration at Hooker Fields and I, determined to douse myself in color and stain my suite shower, set out to join the festivities.
- Why did they tell us to show up so early? We’re literally just sitting around.
- I should put lines on my face. *rips color packet open* Okay, now it’s everywhere.
- We still have 30 minutes to the event and I’m already covered in color dust.
- 10 minutes to go and I’ve already taken 1000000 pictures and used up half my dust.
- Is it time yet?
- WHAT THE HELL I CAN’T SEE ANYTHING.
- I’M GOING TO DIE.
- I’M LITERALLY CHOKING ON COLOR POWDER.
- GOODBYE WORLD.
- CAUSE OF DEATH: CHOKED IN A TOXIC COLOR CLOUD.
- Why did they give everyone purple packets? Everything is turning brown???
- Glad I made it out of the cloud, but I lost my friends.
- Everyone looks the same and I’m lost.
- Well, I found my friends so now I have to take one million pictures.
- What am I going to caption my Instagram?
- They’re playing music… am I supposed to dance?
- I just want to take a shower and these water buckets are ratchet AF.
- Now I’m dancing. I think I’m okay with this.
- I should ask someone to put me on their shoulders so I can ~survey the crowd~
- I’m hungry and tired and disgusting take me home.
- But seriously what should I caption my Instagram.
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