They Are The Cool.

They speak volumes of confidence.

They are quirky, yet sublime.

They are spontaneous.

They are The Mountain.

Epic Dragon Battles on a T-shirt!

The population at Hillcrest High school and other local areas may be experiencing a new rift in the world of fashion. No, flannel is still coming in style, and Ugs are still making their cameo appearance on the feet of many women throughout the hallways, but the ever-so-freezy designs produced by t-shirt making company The Mountain are becoming a hot topic among a small but growing group.

What makes these shirts the next hot buy for 2010?

Here is the breakdown.

QUALITY

The Mountain t-shirt company slams the hammer of quality with 100% cotton. These shirts also tote ultimate comfort and durability (you never know what is going to happen when you wear one of these babies), and has the bragging rights of, as described on Amazon, "Exceptional artwork on a tee shirt".

AFFORDABILITY

Prices on these shirts are so low it's almost considered stealing by some!
While prices range anywhere from $10-$20 on the internet (Amazon), Andres Bosque, a current Mountain T-shirt enthusiast, has found his shirts as low as $1.00.
Sources report that Utah residents have an advantage over many buyers because of a certain VF Factory located in Draper that stocks these burnin' shirts from $1.00-$2.50.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, future fashionistas and studs, those figures are real.

MAKING THE STATEMENT

Fashion is always about "making a statement". It is about wearing the "it" item, the hot apparel of the season. If the wearer gets second-glances, extended moments of being checked out, or constant comments, then the item is a hit.

The Mountain does more than make a statement.
It makes THE statement.

Just check out the picture below.

Statement. Yes.
Enough said.

VERSATILITY

People wearing shirts made by The Mountain are said to be confident, brave, and courageous. Only the most daring wear their Mountain shirts in public with pride and a slight swagger. If you've got guts, lack attention, or enjoy being you, these shirts were made for you. The Mountain boasts a market of EVERYONE.
An Andres Bosque favorite, "The Farm Scene" AKA "The Barn Shirt"

TOP SELLER

The famous Three-Wolf Shirt is the pinnacle of Mountain Tee design. It is on the Amazon clothing bestsellers list, it has been worn by Dwight in an episode of the Office, and has solved problems for many users (check out the reviews on Amazon).
The shirts get rave reviews from customers across the globe. It's no wonder that this shirt is the next hot grab!





It's a no-brainer that these tees are the next hot thing on the market. Join in on a style that brings on double-takes, elevator eyes, and easy ice-breakers for conversations with cute people. Create the new style for the market before it creates you.

Do you have a personal favorite among your closet of Mountain shirts? Send in your testimonial (and a picture with your favorite Mountain shirt on!) to a.forrest03@gmail.com

Selected testimonials will be posted The Emprise of Andres Bosque.

Commitment

I was asked to give a short, five-minute talk in church this past Sunday.

Many things in the world call for our precious time. For what cause should we support, what goal should we strive to complete? The world begs of us to join in among the chaos and distractions around us. One voice, however, bids us to a far greater cause. It is our wisest decision to commit ourselves to this cause, the Gospel of Jesus Christ, while in this short mortal existence.

A commitment is a pledge or undertaking. It is an investment of our time and effort towards something we have dedicated ourselves to. A commitment can be short term or long term, it can be small, or a life-long endeavor.

We are all born with light of Christ. Most of us in this room have a knowledge of the gospel and the truth. It is oftentimes a challenge to align what we know with what we do. Commitment is the solution, the reinforcing bridge, between our conscience and our actions.

This year in high school I am a student body officer. Last year I ran for office and was voted into the student government. Before I decided to run I thought about what I could be potentially be committing myself to. As a student body officer I would be seen and heard by my peers and would be a representative of my school. Students would be observing my actions with greater scrutiny and, if I were to disobey any rules, I could be hurting my school's reputation and my own reputation. I had to commit myself before I was even faced with these potential challenges to be a good person.

We have to make the decision to be committed to the gospel and its way of life before we are challenged by the adversary. We must first know however what we are committing ourselves to. We must immerse ourselves in the gospel, study out the scriptures and teachings of the prophets in our hearts and minds, and ask the Lord if what we are committing ourselves to is the true and correct cause. It is then that we can declare our allegiance to the work of the church and begin to forward its cause.

I am always conscious of my position as a student body officer. I am a representative of the students at school and must not do anything my peers would not approve of; I must always be giving my best effort and choosing the right.

As we dedicate ourselves to the gospel we too must remember who we are representing. On a weekly basis we renew our commitment to God through the sacrament. We must “Always Remember Him” and should do as He would. I do not want to misrepresent my Savior nor do I want to disappoint him. Our greatest commitments often coincide with our top priorities. Do these priorities fall in line with the teachings of Christ? Are we being true representatives of our Savior?

Our commitment does not stop at any point in our mortal existence. In order to stay committed to our cause we must have diligence. Diligence is persistence in work. I am reminded of Aesop's fable of the tortoise and the hare. Sporadic bursts of diligent work, like that of the hare, lead to a lackluster second place finish; a constant, consistent effort towards attaining one's goal, like that of the tortoise, leads to a clear victory.

“O ye that embark in the service of God,” said the Lord, “see that ye serve him with all your heart, might, mind and strength, that ye may stand blameless before God at the last day.”

As an SBO I am supposed to be supportive and enthusiastic at all times. As a part of my “job” or “calling” I must encourage the student body to get involved. Sometimes it is a challenge to stay happy and fulfill these requirements when I am exhausted or when kids are unwilling. These small trials should never deter me from my ultimate goal of being a good leader and representative of Hillcrest.

In the scriptures we find that Christ had struggles as he strove to remain diligent in his commitment in doing God's will. Although it was not always easy or pleasant, Christ always fulfilled His Father's will.

A true commitment is done in our hearts. We commit ourselves to God's cause on our knees. We search the scriptures with diligence each day and humble ourselves before Him. We should commune with Heavenly Father to not only learn of His will but to ask for strength to fulfill it.

Whether today is your first day of committing to living the gospel or not, it is the right way to be living your life. I know that this is the way to true and eternal happiness. I know that as we all embark in the service of God with diligence of heart, might, mind, and strength that He will bless us. Let us all be faithful in fulfilling His commandments, for He is mightier than all the Earth. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Explanation For My Hiatus

1. I hardly find time to breathe
2. SBO and Angel Tree fundraising has consumed my life for the past two weeks
3. Cello
4. College applications
5. High school homework
6. Don't expect any posts for a while. Mum gets mad when she sees me on my blog.

Things I currently miss

1. Photography
2. Reading for fun (I started into a book called "Eats, Shoots and Leaves". Its about grammar and the few pages I read were really funny)
3. Relaxing
4. My bed
5. Saying hi to friends in the hallways during and after school and actually having time to stop and hold a conversation
6. My boys on the cross country team
7. Coach Olsen
8. Writing
9. Looking around and not just straight ahead, towards the goal or task at hand
10. Blogging it up and trying to have the coolest blog ever
11. Being Andres Bosque
12. Hanging out with my friends that have become "IB Nerds". They are still my friends no matter what label people stick on them

Things I have learned to love

1. Public speaking
2. Doing things to overcome my shyness, doing the blatantly embarrassing and not caring what people think
3. Wearing (as my mum puts it) "hideous, huge, ugly" t-shirts and attempting to make it a school-wide fad (go Jack Vawdrey! Jack was the first one to wear these super cool shirts).
4. Pink Shirt Days!
5. Ukulele (Somewhere Over the Rainbow by IZ)
6. Silence


And the Hiatus of Andres Bosque continues...

The Blessed Opportunity of Education

ON a regular basis my relatives send me the writing of Cathy Buckle, a writer in Zimbabwe who has been writing about the state of things in Zim. Her writing consists of two themes: hope and despair.
I want to share an article my Granny sent to me only a few hours ago. I just took the ACT today and reading this article made me appreciate where I live.
I hope all current students (particularly those special high school seniors out there) read this and realize what your life could be like if you happened to be born somewhere else:

HI ANDREW


THIS WEEK'S ARTICLE FROM CATHY WILL BE A REAL EYE OPENER FOR YOU & ALL YOUR FRIENDS. IMAGINE WALKING MILES TO SCHOOL IN BAREFOOT WITH ONLY A PLASTIC BAG FOR YOUR BOOKS? NO COMPUTERS & MOST LIKELY IF THEY ARE LUCKY ENOUGH TO HAVE A CALCULATOR IT WILL BE ANCIENT. TRY READING BY CANDLE LIGHT.... I DID DURING A POWER-CUT & IT'S HORRID. AS THE CANDLE FLAME FLICKERS SO DO THE WORDS IN THE BOOK. APPRECIATE WHAT YOU HAVE & ENJOY!

LOVE
GRANNY P.

"Dear Family and Friends,

Not a lot of school leavers in Zimbabwe will want to remember the
last two years of their education. For most its been a time of such
hardship, disappointment and despair that it will be nothing short of
miraculous if they pass their O Level's which are now almost finished.


One youngster whose education I have been helping with since she was
five years old, has just written her O Level's and looking back on
her schooling is a horrible nightmare and something no child should
have to go through.

In 2000 when she was 7 years old and learning to read and write,
*Tsitsi found herself on the roadside with her parents when we were
all evicted from our homes on a commercial farm by a bunch of Zanu PF
thugs.

In 2003, when she was 10 and practising her spelling and learning
about grammar, Tsisti changed schools and went back to live in a
rural village. Her Aunt and Uncle had both just died of Aids and
there were two young cousins who had to be taken care of. Every cent
was needed and every pair of hands too.

Back in a rural school in 2005, a 12 year old learning about
geography and science, Tsisti suddenly found she had to share her
desk and then sit on the floor as scores of new children arrived.
Their homes in towns had been destroyed by government bulldozers in
what was called

Operation Murambatsvina and the school and village were suddenly full
of strangers who had lost everything. Tsitsi learnt that when someone
came to the doorstep and held out an empty bowl it meant they were
hungry and the family would have to share. That same year Tsitsi

missed many days of learning when teachers were forced to go to Zanu
PF rallies, or when the school was closed for elections and the
teachers went away to do polling duty. There were plenty of strange
young men around, threatening, frightening and watching and Tsitsi
learned to stay close to her Mum. At the end of that year Tsitsi
wrote her Grade 7 examinations marking the end of junior school. It
would be two years before she got the results and she hadn't done
very well.

For the whole of 2008, a 15 year old teenager, Tsitsi only spent 32
days at school. The rest of the time the school was not operating.
There were no teachers, the classrooms were locked and a lone
caretaker was sometimes there but he always told the children they
could not even come and read the textbooks and should go away - try
next week. This was the year when Tsitsi should have been studying
the first year of the O level syllabus.

When Tsitsi went to pay exam fees to write 7 subjects at O level in
November 2009, she was told she also had to pay for paper to write
the tests on and she sacrificed one subject because she didn't have
enough money. She dropped another subject in order to pay the 10 US
cents per student per day being demanded by teachers in order to
teach this last term. This 10 cents a day is on top of school fees,
school association levies and a raft of other charges that arise
almost every week for one miscellany or another.

Tsitsi has just finished writing her 5 O level exams and left school.
At the end of her school life she has only ever done her homework by
candlelight; she has never learnt how to even switch on a computer;
she missed the entire first year of her O level syllabus and has only
been allowed to take a text book home after school three or four times
in her entire school life.Tsitsi has done almost her entire schooling
wearing second hand uniforms, no shoes or second hand ones that were
not the right size and carrying her books in a plastic bag. In her O
level year Tsitsi dug weeds from a field for two weeks in exchange
for a second hand school dress.

Thirty years ago Mr Mugabe and Zanu PF promised education for all by
the year 2000 but Tsitsi is the reality of what they gave us. No one
really knows how Education Minister David Coltart managed to get
Zimbabwe's schools open again this year or how he persuaded teachers
to work for a pittance, but he did. All credit to him and to
thousands of teachers and hundreds of thousands of students for
enduring, suffering and sacrificing. Until next time, thanks for
reading, love cathy
Copyright cathy buckle 12 December 2009.

www.cathybuckle.com"

I think I am blessed to not only have the opportunity to pursue an advanced education but also to see what my life could be like if I happened to be born on the other side of the earth. I consider it a blessing to be able to see what life is like for my relatives, to empathize and attempt to feel even a portion of what my family in Zim is experiencing; yet I hate it. I can't imagine what horrors occur in a place my dad once called home. I hate how evil can predominate a whole country and hurt my relatives. I hate how I can't do anything for my granny, my aunt, and my cousins. All I can do is pray. And I can share this with you, so you too can appreciate how blessed your life is.

The Zombie Boy

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A Small Thought

Sometimes we dont mean what we say,

and other times we mean more than what we say.

Why dont we just say what we mean?

The Spontanaeity of Ellie Wellie and Andres Bosque

Picture a Saturday night, the weather is warm and the sun just beginning its dip into the mouth of the mountains below. You pull out of the driveway, excited to attend a surprise party, when a familiar plastic shape begins to buzz in your pocket.
"Hello?"
"Hey Andrew! It's Ellie! I am driving by your house right now, I thought I might say hi!"
"ELLIE! How are you? Lets meet up somewhere and talk!"

You quickly divert from your original plan to meet and chat with a best friend. You roll into the Macy's parking lot and Ellie Wellie hops into your car for a quick chat.

Did I say quick chat? Sorry, more like an hour.

You grow weary of the parking lot and decide to start driving. Nowhere in particular, just drive. You continue to talk to your friend who you haven't seen all summer.
"Where are we going?"
"I dunno... how about Alyssa's?"
By now the party is slowly leaving your mind. Its ok if you miss it, its been too long not seeing your friend to pass this moment up.

Saturday night
+
A busy-free Andres Bosque
+
A busy-free Ellie Wellie
+
Creative minds, a bit of mischievous attitude, and free time
=
Spontaneous fun.

Ellie and I drove through a neighborhood to visit a friend. As soon as we entered the neighborhood we were met by scores of cars lining the street like squished, colorful ants. As our little black ant squeaked by, both Ellie and I wondered what was going on.
"Hey, why is everybody dressed in shirts and ties?"
"Oh look-- it must be a wedding!"
As we drove back out of the neighborhood after attempting to find our friend (a.k.a My Little Raindrop), and to our dismay not finding her at her residence, Ellie and I decided to look a little closer at this wedding.

It was right at that moment when Spontiration (spontaneous inspiration) hit Ellie.
"Andrew [Andres Bosque]... we should go to that wedding!"

No. No way. Go attend someone's wedding we weren't even invited to? Go to an unfamiliar backyard full of strangers for an unfamiliar couples wedding??? Yougottabekiddingme!

So we did.

We sped to my pad, threw on some more appropriate garb for a wedding, drove back, and ever-so-casually stepped into the backyard of a stranger, into the wedding reception of two people neither Ellie nor I had ever set eyes upon.

It was all so perfect. There were so many people milling about that Ellie Wellie and Andres Bosque blended in like needles in a haystack.
Not only were we daring enough to go to this wedding, but we signed their book and sat down to have a bite to eat too.

(If you happen to be the couple that got married and are reading this... Those chocolate strawberries sure were good, and you two looked great! Best of luck!)

From that moment on Ellie Wellie and Andres Bosque became official Wedding Hoppers.

We felt so daring in fact,


We went to another wedding right after that.

My Little Raindrop works at Heritage Gardens, and a wedding was going on that night. Ellie and I hopped back in the car and drove over to Heritage Gardens to visit our good friend and dine on some more food. And congratulate Amy and Jake for their new marriage of course.
We sat and waited.
And waited.
Started getting antsy while waiting for Alyssa to come out.
Ate more chocolate strawberry and sipped on a mysterious drink. Was it alcoholic? The little kid in a grey and food-stained suit was throwing it down his jugular faster than gravity, so I assumed it was safe.
When My Little Raindrop came out of the back room, her jaw dropped when she saw us. What a pleasant surprise!
We chatted with her until one of the best men (who was actually invited to the wedding) made eye contact with Ellie when she said "We were just at another wedding!" while explaining to Alyssa why we came so late. Ellie Wellie grinned nervously, made eye contact with me, and we both said,
"We gotta go."

We said our goodbye, hopped in the car, and drove...

to ANISHES HOUSE!!!
We got a nice tour of his pad, had some delicious ice cream, and caught up on our summers. It was great to see my good friend Anish again. Its frustrating sometimes to have conflicting schedules with someone you have been friends with since 4th grade. I rarely get to see my mate now!

I love this picture. Brothers forever!

This is a clock Ellie Wellie Loved at Anishes house.

After a night of excitement, spontaneous and daring acts, we come to a conclusion:

On occasion, spontaneous activity can be ever so adventurous, belly-filling, and daring. This night was trying new a different things. It was hopping out of my bubble and becoming a bit daring. It was a way to express creativity and explore the world around us. It was eye-opening and plain fun.

Is it coincidental that I went to the Spontaneous Dance with Ellie? Not anymore!

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