“Okay, here’s the gameplan. You run in and distract them with your horn, Casey. And you, Josaiah, you… just be you, okay? And then I’ll come in behind them and take the statue before anyone notices. Marcus, you drop the tear gas once you see me clear the doorway. Got it, everyone?”
“You’re insane.”
Stella Winters
“My gameplan is simple” Amerist said.
Jessie rolled her eyes and said, “It’s easy for you, what about me?”
Amerist turned around and stared at Jessie hard.
Jessie was prepared and stared at her right back and said, “I can be popular too. It’s not like you are the most greatest and most beautiful .”
Amerist looked at her with an icy stare then her face loosened and she said, “Your right I am sorry. We are both perfect and beautiful in our own ways. Will you forgive me?”
Jessie quickly responded and said, “Of course, I don’t know what i would do without you.”
Jessie and Amerist hugged each other and they walked into the sunset together.
Okay, my gameplan is simple. We try to spread God’s word to as many people as we can. Our verse today is John 3:16. Share this verse to as many people as you can. Also if you wan’t to you can look at John 3:16 as well. Now, let’s spread God’s word!
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
my “gameplan” for this website is to type an original entry about the word, but if, like in this case, the word is repeated, i type something either telling the makers of the website to GET NEW MATERIAL!!!! or just tell everyone that it does indeed repeat its words.
the team is making a game plan for the football game.
Justin
“Okay guys do we have a gameplan?” Our coach screamed we are determined to win no matter what. We are losing by one,sweat was dripping from face my body tired but by heart was filled with hope.
Ciara
why is it the same word?
Justin
This used to mean something different, like most things. How to get there from here. We sipped warm beer in her basement. Felt cobwebs winding around us by the second. We wanted to go somewhere to feel something, to touch someone or someone. With every passing moment we were closer to ‘there’, the places we dreamed of, the ultimate ecstasy.
neala
you need a gameplan. you’re told- repeatedly. well, screw it. you’re gonna wing this whole damn thing, just you watch. you’ll do better than those nerds who spent thirteen years or whatever preparing for this. you’re gonna kick some butt with absolutely no experience.
maya
Okay. Here’s the plan. You’ll stay over there and I’ll stay over here and nothing is going to happen between us, okay? Just stay on your side of the line and don’t talk to me. In fact, don’t look at me. That’ll be best. If we just stay completely away from each other.
I need a new gameplan. One that doesn’t cause me to stress out about this set of hook and eyes or that tutu. I need to have some space from the ever-changing, mercurial whims of this mad director and her inability to communicate with more than 2 day notice. I’m done here.
Taylor
There is a gameplan to this minute, I always hope to rush it like it is something that I am not thinking about, but I slow it down and edit.
Robert Kohlhammer
Books, folders, journals, page upon page of diagrams, drawings, words words words… As she scanned through them, gazing with an empty feeling in her chest, her eyes began to blur. The lines faded, the words scrambled, revealing themselves to her as what they truly were: meaningless.
New gameplan: no gameplan.
“All right, here’s the gameplan…” I wanted her to feel ensconced in my scheme, was though I could fold the two of us into a furtive, feminine intimacy. Mostly, I just wanted her to like me.
florencefarfaletti
Let’s bring as many options to the table and filter them to find the ones that meld together, then we can figure out the best game plan we can to solve the situation. Alright throw out your ideas. Ready Go!
Melody
I lay in bed, with this heavy blanket the same weight in the summer, winter, spring. The walls are gray and the floor carpeted white, the only sound the ticking of a plain black clock – not corrected for Daylight Savings time of course.
As I have done in recent years, this past Sunday I spent watching the clocks on my phone, computer, waiting for 1:59am to reverse back to an hour behind.
See these man-made chains. How we force time to bind us, less of a force of nature but simply a force to be conquered. What a war-mongering people we are.
What’s the gameplay? Every Saturday my father would ask what the plans were for the weekend.
My Mom, sister and I knew what we wanted to do–go shopping and have lunch out.
Robin
Festy slammed the map on the table. “This is it. Either we take this route, or face certain death!”
“Okay,” Copper said, dragging out the word. “This is all a little dramatic for a regular comic raid.”
“Argh!” Festy almost pulled out a clump of hair. “T-that girl… she’s down there!”
“Yeah… so?”
“She kissed me! We need to avoid her at all costs.” Festy pulled up his chair to the table. “Here’s the plan–“
LifesGrey
We didn’t have much of a gameplan once the school burned down. Sure, we were all psyched to not have to go to classes anymore – it was only March, after all, and there just wasn’t enough room to house us on other campuses until next August. But now? Well, maybe we did take our education for granted.
The first two weeks were awesome – the gang ate pizza, played video games, and goofed around all while sleeping for twelve hours at a time. But then, oddly enough, we felt a strange sensation – we MISSED getting an education.
Belinda Roddie
djccbf
Sarah
Cracked helmets and ripped knee pads—he was never one for a plan of tip-toeing, the feigning, a grand embellishment of a dance that amounts to little more than a lie. As he cuts down the middle, he sees them sway and prance, Xs and Os on a whiteboard, little flitterings of future possibilities that stick to their designed path, unless of course, they chose to deviate—a secret promise unspoken, thusly relieved of responsibility to finish the play should another pirouette suffice instead. Dirt-clogged cleets rip up the green sea as he gets tangled in a web of ambiguous cunning spun over his head. Another cry out before his mouth guard is filled in with dirt more than teeth. Another stand, another sprint, until his torn uniform makes its way to the bench, a broken bit of helmet for each plan that made his head kiss the ground.
the gameplan was lost in the midst of the final round. No one wanted to execute the original lineup after Ruddy lost his leg to the battle dogs in the qualifying round. they were screwed.
inu nova
a game plan is the best thing you could have out on the field. If you don’t have one, your done for. It doesn’t matter if you try to so called “improvise” it won’t work. That is why every game has a plan on the field, or else it would be cayuse.
solara
every one was makeing a game plan for the football game later that afternoon
summer.wardtedball@lkdsb.com
gameplan is a plan that you make ahead of time.
Justin
“Okay we need to formulate a gameplan to get your girl back.” Sean spoke with a grin. I rolled my eyes, this guy liked to think he was so macho.
“Alright your highness, how do you propose I get back Ella?” I asked skeptically.
“Simple, swoon is the key to a girls heart, all you gotta do is be real sweet.” Sean said proudly. Then he opened his mouth a second time,
“And chocolate, lots of chocolate.”
Sarah Hillman
Sie blickte auf, sah den Spielplan. Dachte bei sich, warum er so aussehen müsste. Warum ihre Skizze nicht so hatte bleiben können. Sie schüttelte den Kopf.
The german girl
The gameplan was simple. Get in. Take the loot. Get out. Nothing could be simpler. Except, of course, the actual implementation of the plan. The complications began with the dragon at the entrance.
“This isn’t a gameplan.” Casey sighed, running her fingers through her hair. “This is our life. We can’t set it out in a bullet point list.”
“We can, and I fully intend to.” Laura said, seizing up a pen. “Sit down, darling. We’ve got work to do.”
alias
What is a gameplan? A gameplan is a plan for a game. Like football, soccer and baseball. And game-plan is also a compound word a compound word is when two words are put together and gameplan is one of them.
“Okay, here’s the gameplan. You run in and distract them with your horn, Casey. And you, Josaiah, you… just be you, okay? And then I’ll come in behind them and take the statue before anyone notices. Marcus, you drop the tear gas once you see me clear the doorway. Got it, everyone?”
“You’re insane.”
“My gameplan is simple” Amerist said.
Jessie rolled her eyes and said, “It’s easy for you, what about me?”
Amerist turned around and stared at Jessie hard.
Jessie was prepared and stared at her right back and said, “I can be popular too. It’s not like you are the most greatest and most beautiful .”
Amerist looked at her with an icy stare then her face loosened and she said, “Your right I am sorry. We are both perfect and beautiful in our own ways. Will you forgive me?”
Jessie quickly responded and said, “Of course, I don’t know what i would do without you.”
Jessie and Amerist hugged each other and they walked into the sunset together.
Okay, my gameplan is simple. We try to spread God’s word to as many people as we can. Our verse today is John 3:16. Share this verse to as many people as you can. Also if you wan’t to you can look at John 3:16 as well. Now, let’s spread God’s word!
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
my “gameplan” for this website is to type an original entry about the word, but if, like in this case, the word is repeated, i type something either telling the makers of the website to GET NEW MATERIAL!!!! or just tell everyone that it does indeed repeat its words.
for sports to achieve success
for football and other sports
the team is making a game plan for the football game.
“Okay guys do we have a gameplan?” Our coach screamed we are determined to win no matter what. We are losing by one,sweat was dripping from face my body tired but by heart was filled with hope.
why is it the same word?
This used to mean something different, like most things. How to get there from here. We sipped warm beer in her basement. Felt cobwebs winding around us by the second. We wanted to go somewhere to feel something, to touch someone or someone. With every passing moment we were closer to ‘there’, the places we dreamed of, the ultimate ecstasy.
you need a gameplan. you’re told- repeatedly. well, screw it. you’re gonna wing this whole damn thing, just you watch. you’ll do better than those nerds who spent thirteen years or whatever preparing for this. you’re gonna kick some butt with absolutely no experience.
Okay. Here’s the plan. You’ll stay over there and I’ll stay over here and nothing is going to happen between us, okay? Just stay on your side of the line and don’t talk to me. In fact, don’t look at me. That’ll be best. If we just stay completely away from each other.
I need a new gameplan. One that doesn’t cause me to stress out about this set of hook and eyes or that tutu. I need to have some space from the ever-changing, mercurial whims of this mad director and her inability to communicate with more than 2 day notice. I’m done here.
There is a gameplan to this minute, I always hope to rush it like it is something that I am not thinking about, but I slow it down and edit.
Books, folders, journals, page upon page of diagrams, drawings, words words words… As she scanned through them, gazing with an empty feeling in her chest, her eyes began to blur. The lines faded, the words scrambled, revealing themselves to her as what they truly were: meaningless.
New gameplan: no gameplan.
“All right, here’s the gameplan…” I wanted her to feel ensconced in my scheme, was though I could fold the two of us into a furtive, feminine intimacy. Mostly, I just wanted her to like me.
Let’s bring as many options to the table and filter them to find the ones that meld together, then we can figure out the best game plan we can to solve the situation. Alright throw out your ideas. Ready Go!
I lay in bed, with this heavy blanket the same weight in the summer, winter, spring. The walls are gray and the floor carpeted white, the only sound the ticking of a plain black clock – not corrected for Daylight Savings time of course.
As I have done in recent years, this past Sunday I spent watching the clocks on my phone, computer, waiting for 1:59am to reverse back to an hour behind.
See these man-made chains. How we force time to bind us, less of a force of nature but simply a force to be conquered. What a war-mongering people we are.
What’s the gameplay? Every Saturday my father would ask what the plans were for the weekend.
My Mom, sister and I knew what we wanted to do–go shopping and have lunch out.
Festy slammed the map on the table. “This is it. Either we take this route, or face certain death!”
“Okay,” Copper said, dragging out the word. “This is all a little dramatic for a regular comic raid.”
“Argh!” Festy almost pulled out a clump of hair. “T-that girl… she’s down there!”
“Yeah… so?”
“She kissed me! We need to avoid her at all costs.” Festy pulled up his chair to the table. “Here’s the plan–“
We didn’t have much of a gameplan once the school burned down. Sure, we were all psyched to not have to go to classes anymore – it was only March, after all, and there just wasn’t enough room to house us on other campuses until next August. But now? Well, maybe we did take our education for granted.
The first two weeks were awesome – the gang ate pizza, played video games, and goofed around all while sleeping for twelve hours at a time. But then, oddly enough, we felt a strange sensation – we MISSED getting an education.
djccbf
Cracked helmets and ripped knee pads—he was never one for a plan of tip-toeing, the feigning, a grand embellishment of a dance that amounts to little more than a lie. As he cuts down the middle, he sees them sway and prance, Xs and Os on a whiteboard, little flitterings of future possibilities that stick to their designed path, unless of course, they chose to deviate—a secret promise unspoken, thusly relieved of responsibility to finish the play should another pirouette suffice instead. Dirt-clogged cleets rip up the green sea as he gets tangled in a web of ambiguous cunning spun over his head. Another cry out before his mouth guard is filled in with dirt more than teeth. Another stand, another sprint, until his torn uniform makes its way to the bench, a broken bit of helmet for each plan that made his head kiss the ground.
the gameplan was lost in the midst of the final round. No one wanted to execute the original lineup after Ruddy lost his leg to the battle dogs in the qualifying round. they were screwed.
a game plan is the best thing you could have out on the field. If you don’t have one, your done for. It doesn’t matter if you try to so called “improvise” it won’t work. That is why every game has a plan on the field, or else it would be cayuse.
every one was makeing a game plan for the football game later that afternoon
gameplan is a plan that you make ahead of time.
“Okay we need to formulate a gameplan to get your girl back.” Sean spoke with a grin. I rolled my eyes, this guy liked to think he was so macho.
“Alright your highness, how do you propose I get back Ella?” I asked skeptically.
“Simple, swoon is the key to a girls heart, all you gotta do is be real sweet.” Sean said proudly. Then he opened his mouth a second time,
“And chocolate, lots of chocolate.”
Sie blickte auf, sah den Spielplan. Dachte bei sich, warum er so aussehen müsste. Warum ihre Skizze nicht so hatte bleiben können. Sie schüttelte den Kopf.
The gameplan was simple. Get in. Take the loot. Get out. Nothing could be simpler. Except, of course, the actual implementation of the plan. The complications began with the dragon at the entrance.
my game plan is to drink a soda while playing D&D (Dungeons and Dragons) and i have done it multiple times. you should try it.
“Right. Here’s the gameplan.”
“This isn’t a gameplan.” Casey sighed, running her fingers through her hair. “This is our life. We can’t set it out in a bullet point list.”
“We can, and I fully intend to.” Laura said, seizing up a pen. “Sit down, darling. We’ve got work to do.”
What is a gameplan? A gameplan is a plan for a game. Like football, soccer and baseball. And game-plan is also a compound word a compound word is when two words are put together and gameplan is one of them.
“What’s the gameplan, Coach?”
“Don’t call me that,” Mika said, rolling her eyes, “I’m just trying to help.”