My first day at East was surreal. I couldn’t believe that I went to school with people that had full-on facial hair and were about to venture on into college. Now that I am in that situation, maybe without...

I never imagined myself publishing anything in Eastside, too afraid that someone might find a typo in my writing, disagree with my opinions, or somehow critique my character. Then again, I could not have...

Oh no! Stop the presses! Yes, I admit that I am a choir geek! Don’t stop reading just because you are afraid to know what really goes down in D-Wing. If you have ever passed D-Wing, you may hear the...

Entering Cherry Hill East as a freshman, I was prepared for the worst. I remember quite vividly walking into homeroom and not recognizing a single face. Coming from a small Catholic school on the west...

Over the last four years, East has afforded me the opportunities that a city such as New York would. I have been able to go to Madison Square Garden/DiBart Gym to watch the Cougars win another basketball...

At the ripe age of thirteen Traded in my lunch box for a canteen Bought a coat, black, and a jacket, green 'Cause over were my days as a preteen. My days of cruising like Air Jordan were over...

Cherry Hill East: what an... interesting place to be for four years of your life. I never thought that my time at this high school would be the way it was. I never thought that I would make the friends...

Although East is considered a community, there are communities within communities, families within the large group that is our school. As I entered high school, I was certain that the cliques that plagued...

Looking back at my four years at East, I would definitely describe myself as being club crazy. No, not clubs like the Roxxy or Club Wawa (people get way too crazy and sweaty there)... More like Adopt-a-Grandparent...

Before entering East, I had always envisioned my upcoming high school as that from a movie. Everyone would belong to their "clique," bullies would push kids into lockers, there would be parties every night...

Home. Simply put, a place where one lives. Clearly, I do not live at East (although it felt that way during Hell Week and Spirit Week). A more applicable definition is a place of security and happiness....

I got to say I’m surprised as heck to do this paper, but to everybody I got to say thank you on the real. But I am going to talk about East as a whole. The teachers I had on the whole, I must say, were...

"I can't wait to finally leave this school." Since the first day of my freshman year, this line has been bouncing around the hallways of East, travelling from one student to the next like a devastating...

On a typical Tuesday night, most Cherry Hill East High school students are stowed away in their rooms working on the pounds of homework they have been assigned or studying for a huge test the next day,...