SMK NEGERI 2 CIKARANG BARAT yang dulunya bernama SMEA Negeri Bekasi didirikan berdasarkan SK Mendikbud RI No. 0342/U/1989 pada tanggal 15 Juli 1989. SMEAN Bekasi, semula bergabung dengan Sekolah Pendidikan (SPG) yang beralamat di Jalan Teuku Umar No. 1 CibItung.
Pada tahun pelajaran 1989/1990, Bank Pembangunan Asia (Asian Development Bank/ADB) melalui Direktorat Menengah Kejuruan Departemen Pendidikan dan Kebudayaan Negara Republik Indonesia, memberikan bantuan kepada SMKN 2 Cikarang Barat berupa pembangunan gedung lengkap dengan fasilitasnya. Gedung ini dibangun di atas lahan seluas 16.000 m2 dengan luas bangunan 5.704 m2 yang beralamat di Jalan Fatahillah No. 1 A Cikarang Barat.
Tujuan didirikan SMKN 2 Cikarang Barat adalah untuk memenuhi kebutuhan tenaga kerja yang terampil dalam bidang perkantoran dan perdagangan yang pada saat itu sangat dibutuhkan oleh pemerintah dan masyarakat khususnya di Kabupaten Bekasi.
Setelah gedung baru diresmikan oleh Menteri Pendidikan Dan Kebudayaan (Prof. Dr. Fuad Hasan) pada tahun 1989, SMKN 2 Cikarang Barat dipindahkan dan menempati gedung baru tersebut sampai sekarang.
Pada awal pendiriannya, SMKN 2 Cikarang Barat terdiri dari tiga jurusan/program keahlian yaitu Tata Buku (TB), Tata Usaha (TU), dan Tata Niaga (TN).
Berdasarkan SK Menteri Pendidikan Nasional No. 036/0/1997, nama SMEA Negeri Bekasi diubah menjadi SMK Negeri 2 Cibitung. Perubahan nama ini berpengaruh juga pada perubahan nama jurusan menjadi program keahlian, jurusan TB, TU, dan TN berubah menjadi program keahlian Akuntansi (AK), Administrasi Perkantoran (AP), dan Penjualan (PJ). Kemudian pada tahun 2002 nama SMK Negeri Cibitung berubah lagi menjadi SMK Negeri 2 Cikarang Barat.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
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