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 or the Bridge Tutoring. And those are...

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 and, of course, every person in school would...

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. For me, the journey through East over the past four...

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 great. Shout out to Mr. de Wolf, Mr. Leonard, Mr....

"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 disease. I would be lying if I told you I never...