Yup True. I Actually Came Here At 17 Due To A Skipping A Grade. To Be Fair Though, Most Of The 17 Year
Yup true. I actually came here at 17 due to a skipping a grade. To be fair though, most of the 17 year olds upon starting that I know turned 18 by at least Lent term so they were already relatively old for their year (though that could be just by chance). But I have also never met a 16 year old so they might ask you to take one gap year to age up a bit. You never know, apply and see what they say!
Are there any age limits on courses? I skipped two years so I'll finish high school aged 16 and wanted to apply for Mathematics
Mmm no not really an issue. You might have some social issues though (drinking age is 18 here and that’s a big part of the culture/what people do) but shouldn’t be an issue in terms of admission. They do occasionally make younger people defer a year though, so be aware of that possibility.
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Musée du Louvre, Paris, 2005
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Most commonly foraged foods by the Hadza of Tanzania
Frank Marlowe, The Hadza Hunter Gatherers of Tanzania
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In the Deep South, God is a cotton king, Trussed up in plantation whites and powdered over smooth with a little bit of talcum from Momma’s compact. He’s the Georgia dust that gets on everything, in everything, Caking the soles of bare feet sifting through cracks in church pews, and catching in your lover’s eyelashes. In the Deep South, the Devil is a beautiful boy who swears and cheats at billiards on Sunday. He is the one who reaches up your skirt, pulls out the prayers your were saving for someday and lights them on fire with his tongue. He will sing hymns while feasting on your forfeit heart, call you blessed while peeling away dignity like stockings, then drag you out in front of the church to be stoned. In the Deep South, the Holy Spirit is an old woman with hands brown and gnarled as the nuts she boils and a voice soft and dark as the Appalachian sky. She is the swamp kingdom matriarch children are sent to when sins need to be wished away like warts, the presence of whom straightens the spines of wayward souls and coaxes a “Yes Ma’am” from the devil’s own. In the Deep South, Jesus is a mixed-race child with drops of destiny mingled into his blood and the names of the saints tattooed along his spine. He has his mother’s bearing, one that wears suffering nobly, and baleful eyes that speak of the sins of his forefathers. The word of God flutters from his mouth like butterflies with bodies baptized in tears and wings dipped in steel. In the Deep South, angels drink too much. They sashay and guffaw and forget to return calls. They tell white lies and agonize over what to wear. In the Deep South, angels look very much like you and it, and they cling to each other with dustbowl desperation and replenish their failing reserves of grace with ritual in the hopes of remembering what they once were, what wonders they once were capable of performing.
Hossana Americana by S.T. Gibson (via sarahtaylorgibson)
by a multitude of stars
Homo habilis OH 62
(Haeusler & McHenry 2004, Journal of Human Evolution)
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