Another Inconvenient Truth, I Guess

There's a showing of An Inconvenient Truth on Thursday.  I haven't seen it.  I want to see it.  After, the discussion panel will be led by my two favorite teachers this year, Dr. Steverson and Dr. Isacoff.  But me?  I won't get to go, because my mom got me tickets out of Spokane EARLY.

GAH.

(It should be mentioned that my Environmental Politics teacher, Dr. Isacoff, protested that he was only going to offer critiques of the lighting and costumes, fulfilling a dream of his.)

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Aaaaaand nosedive.  An ohnoesdive?

My parents found a place for me to live.  It's relatively close to campus.  It's in a slightly sketchy neighborhood, but to be fair, the whole of Spokane is just a web of sketchy neighborhoods connected by faltering service industries.  Rent is cheap.  $315 per month, no utilities, and you pay by the semester, so only 9 and half months qualify for rent.  Five days of August at $11 per day pro-rated = $55, so... $2890 for the entire year's rent.  About half of what I would have to pay for the house.  And they supply furniture. 

Basically, it's a dorm.  It's university affiliated, but it's run by University Ministry and I'd never heard of it.  Single rooms, house common rooms, only fourteen girls living in the entire building, communal kitchens and bathrooms, yay.  There are two buildings in the program.  The boys' building has sinks in the rooms, girls don't. 

Socially, it's something of a death trap.  Guests shouldn't arrive after 10:00 at night.  They must be gone by midnight.  Quiet hours are at pretty much all times.   It's a dorm.

But it's cheap.

But it's a dorm.

I'm not sure how I can make the argument to my parents.  (I don't know how I can make the argument to myself.  Do I need to live with friends?  Or do I need to save two thousand-odd dollars against grad school/ life?)