The Rhodents are on the piss again...

Trivar. 'Nuf said.

So this past weekend I got to experience the wonders of Trivar in Grahamstown, and I realised that I have lived an incredibly sheltered life up until now. I always thought that the past few years at Rhodes had taught me all there was to know about student life, drinking, partying, and the general stupid shit that we get up to. But this year's Trivar has taught me some epic life lessons.

1) Always look both ways before crossing the road.
Some rather drunk girl attempted to cross the road in front of the Rat on Friday night and was hit by a car. Miraculously (or so the rumours go) she managed to get up and 'walk it off'. I do find it hard to believe as there was an ambulance there when we passed, but there haven't been any reports on Student Zone about it so presumably Rhodents are just tough cookies. Not even getting run over can ruin the night!

2) If you're going to go down, make it worth remembering.
As we were passing the Rat on Friday night (and debating over why there was an ambulance and police cars around) we witnessed what was either the single most epic OR the single stupidest thing I've seen in my life. A police officer was standing next to a police van when, out of nowhere, some drunk idiot/genius tackles him. Of course the aforementioned idiot/genius was taken down and thrust into the van in an undignified heap, but it was pretty entertaining to watch.

3) Don't streak if you have two left feet.
Seriously. If you're going to streak at a sports match, like a certain young man did at the hockey, do it carefully. If you don't, you're likely to trip, land flat on your face, and be "generously" tasered by security. Don't say I didn't warn you.

4) A BP run does not signal the end of the night
At around 2am on Sunday morning we were hungry, so we hit BP for chips. By 3am we were back in the Rat. It's the first time I've done a BP run as part of the evening's celebrations instead of as a last desperate attempt to ward off a hangover before staggering home. First time for everything.

5) Don't trust celebrities.
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10151113920564281 Seriously. Wtf, Roger Goode? :P

6) Be careful how you day-mare.
Sure, everyone loves having the opportunity to get drunk during daylight hours and shout things at the sports refs. But if you're passed out by 7pm, it's a fail. I don't care how early you started drinking; it's a fail.

7) If you're short, avoid the dancefloor unless you're very, VERY drunk.
I'm like 5"1, which puts my head on level with everyone else's armpits. And when you're on Friars dancefloor at 1am and the DJ yells "Everyone put your hands in the air!" it becomes very unpleasant very quickly.

8) A post-Trivar wind-down session is essential.
After a hectic weekend of drinking, jamming and barely sleeping, just chilling on the grass and talking about shit is a really really good way to end off the weekend. Even if I was promised tea AND NEVER GOT IT (coughGrahamcough) :P

9) Photos
Be prepared to untag. Or possibly kill the friend who put them up. Either way. Especially if there are awkward photos of you drunkenly dancing to the Cha Cha Slide in a friend's kitchen. (On that note, thank you to Caroline for making me toast in a drunken, hungry moment. Much appreciated :D )

Overall, my last undergrad Trivar was definitely one to be remembered :) shout out to all the people who made it so unbelievably epic! And even though we may be the ballies at Trivar next year, we shall STILL show the first years how to party properly :P
SEND YOUR KIDS TO RHODES!