In Canterbury, students have a designated going-out spot every night.

Monday is The Works, a sleezy nightclub that had a “Sex” theme last week and welcomed students dressed like prostitutes and pimps. The club also hosted a stripper, who wore gloves and professor-ish glasses. Classy.

Tuesday is bars on campus. Every academic building has a bar, which are surprisingly popular. It would be strange to go wasted into Johnston Hall dressed like a rejected 80’s prom queen or bloated cow, but here it’s the norm.

Wednesday is the Venue, the University of Kent’s own nightclub. I thought it’d be like the Annex, where you get chili cheese fries on a Sunday, but otherwise don’t go. Not here.

Girls dress up in black Topshop tube top dresses (a popular store where Kate Moss has a line), with black tights and black patent leather heels. It also has a swanky bar and a two-level dance floor with a semi-cage and people grinding to Girltalk. It’s an experience.

Thursday is more bars on campus. Fridays, Massive Mungos, another nightclub/bar in an academic building (I feel like I’m singing, “Monday, Tuesday, Happy Days…”). Saturday is the Venue again.

But Sunday, Sunday is Roast Night. No, not a roast of Bob Saget (which my friend thought), but a legitimate pot roast dinner at a pub. My roommates and I have tried all the other weekday activities, so tonight we made our way to the Penny Theatre for a full-on roast.

I was expecting to sit at a rustic dining room table with a skewered melt-in-my-mouth pot roast while a guitarist strummed Bob Dylan.

Ah, no. We walked in to the low-lighted bar, where kids were playing pool and “Lady Marmalade” blasted. We walked into a cozy, dark corner, sat on stools, searched for non-existent pot roast, and settled on burgers and beer.

While you eat, they have Quiz Night, where every table has an answer sheet filled with different categories like “celebrities” or “sports.” An announcer reads the questions and you write them down, hoping to win free pints or horse shoes (don’t ask).

I was excited to participate, confident of my Trivia Pursuit skills. Question One: “What second rate star recently got a boob job?” Ah, Audrina Partridge? Joan Rivers? Wait, we’re in England, shoot. No idea.

“What was one of the four items Michael Jackson just auctioned off? Hm, I’m not up on my Perez Hilton. Neverland Ranch?

We were clueless for the rest of the questions and just put down “Charlie Bit my Finger” and “Pete Doherty.”

We left slightly tipsy and with a score of 0, but glad we finally made it to Roast Night. Now for more academic building bars…