By Kierra Sondereker
The last few weeks of this semester are winding down, and Miami University students, including myself, are gearing up for finals. And although it’s almost over, it’s safe to say we’re all sick of writing papers, taking exams, and attempting to make some sense of our sloppily written notes.
But academics aren’t the only thing I’m sick of.
I’d never thought I’d say this, but I’m sick of food. More specifically, I’m sick of on-campus food.
Living on campus means having a meal plan. Having a meal plan means constantly eating at Miami’s dining options. Whether it’s at one of the dining halls like Garden or Western (because seriously, who still goes to Harris?), or an à la carte option like Maple Street or Armstrong, it doesn’t matter. You’ll start to hate it.
At the beginning of the semester, meal plan is awesome. It’s like an all you can eat buffet, the food choices never ending. And tapping your card day after day, not even looking at how much the total cost of your meal is, makes you feel like you’re not spending real money. But guess what? You are.
As the semester progresses, you realize how bland the dining hall food is, how much the sushi doesn’t taste remotely as good as the place back home, and everything from Pulley makes you want to eat McDonald’s of all things, just so you can remember the taste of a “real” cheeseburger.
Oh, and sometimes you feel like you’re going to cry if you have to get Starbucks food one more time because it’s the only thing open on Maple during weekends. Yeah, been there, done that.
Where students eat on campus often correlates to how close by it is to where they live. Hey, we’re college students. We like convenience.
Unfortunately, this means the places with food closest to you also become your arch nemesis the fastest. Sumedha Chakravarti, a sophomore business econ major, lives on Western campus and she can relate to this struggle.
“When anyone suggests eating at Western now I literally won’t go. Also they stopped serving these home fries and cheesy potatoes thing that I really love, so its just a lose-lose.”
I totally get it. I also live on Western, and let me just say that I won’t mind if I never eat at Western dining hall again. Except for their weekend brunch. I don’t know why, but weekends don’t feel complete without getting brunch at least one morning.
Hopefully, by the start of next semester, my time away from Miami will have reawakened my hunger for the food options on campus. Maybe then I’ll be eager to spend the $1,300 remaining on my meal plan balance.