Odday

In the technical, calender sense of the word, it's Friday. But I have a better name for what today really was: Odday. I guess it's contents were not really that absurd, simply different.  I woke early to sell some food at our school with a friend, and we made a whopping $5 for our institution of "learning." Following our massive net profit, I was whisked away, onto a bus with other nerds, similar to me at the surface but not much past there. We were being taken to ISU for our regional WYSE competition. I took English first, which was fairly difficult, and then Biology, was also difficult but not nearly as bad. I was really able to hone in on my instincts, because for too many questions I did not have a solid answer banked in the forefront of my brain, just waiting on call. I made my guesses, but I'd hardly call them that, for they were neither blind nor poorly thought out. I had lunch at Pizza Hut and was able to say some meaningful things to someone other than one of my greatest friends who lives 14 hours away.  It was a relief, really, and helped me stay grounded. 
After lunch, we went to compete in a little contest that required us to make a bridge spanning 50cm in 20 minutes out of 100 Popsicle sticks, a roll of masking tape, (which is awful at adhering to Popsicle sticks), and a sheet of construction paper. We had a nice design for a suspension bridge, but then the tape wouldn't stick and the Popsicle sticks refused to stay in place, so we had to rush at the last 5 minutes to create some poor excuse for a slab bridge. I liked the feeling of urgency, of working quickly without jeopardizing too much quality. No, I did not lead this project, and no, our bridge did not even come close to holding the 5-lb weight it was supposed to because it just slipped off the ends of the tables, but it was fun, and in my own head I was useful and a good worker. In that same head, with a time limit in place, participating in a mental and tactile activity with other people, I became a surgeon, operating in the OR after having been delivered a trauma patient involved in a car crash. One day it won't only be in my mind.
So in conclusion, it was Odday probably due to the messed up schedule of things, the way I went to school for half a day on Monday thanks to a doctor' appointment, had three snow days, and then came back on Friday, as if the school day would have had purpose without the WYSE trip. We came back early from the competition, because the machine that was supposed to score us was snowed in (fail). We loitered around our physics teacher's tiny room until the Principal said we could just go home, which ended up being about half an hour before regular dismissal. Blast, it's not Odday anymore...It's Saturday.