From Graphics class, one of the periods where I spend the entire time glued to the computer screen, I have learned one thing: Blink. I remember last year walking into the computer lab going to get Sami, my sister who was working on a yearbook page. Taped in her little booth was a brightly colored, all caps sign which read, 'BLINK!' I never understood what it meant until I found myself intently staring at pictures and trying to erase the background. Then I would remember to blink, but it would be too late and tears would leak out my eyes.
Station # 4 has caused me mixed feelings. I've cried over it, I've thanked it, I've even wanted to hurt it, but with emotions pushed aside, I still spend at least half of my day staring into a computer screen. I'll have to say that I will miss my little booth over the summer, and maybe next year I'll get to work at that same space, but with fewer periods in the lab.