On a cold night last month I found myself in Symphony Market picking up such items as overpriced ice cream, Milano cookies, a Red Sox knit cap, brownie mix, body wash, toilet bowl cleaner and gum. I was desperately trying to spend money – forced to buy things I didn’t need because of the monumentally unjust dining dollars system here at Northeastern.

This all started when I had to choose from one of the 30-dozen meal plan options through myNEU for the fall semester. Having spent my freshman year sampling “Eastern and Western cuisine” from the two Stetson dining halls, I was quite sure I didn’t want to subject myself to another year of sporadic bowel movements. It boiled down to either the declining balance plan of $965 dining dollars, a profiler plan or just plain no meal plan at all. Regrettably I chose the former, innocently presuming that the money would remain in it until it was all spent.

And what a na