Valentines in HSC has turned into a gloomfest of unprecedented bounds. The newest project to come out of Waterloo’s (desperate for a co-op) engineers has been a matchmaking site, boasting an exquisite questionnaire and a large number of participants, all relying on their stellar algorithm to produce their true love here at university.
The only problem remains: none of the health sci’s have gotten a match yet. February 14 came around and left them all loveless (possibly because they possess no morals, apart from a CASPer scenario). Faculty is in shock, with praxis facilitators locked in deep conversation for 14 hours after. One emerged, bruised and battered, panting softly and whispering, “rizz can be professional communication, rizz CAN be professional communication”.
Waterloo students remain dumbfounded and confused as health scis devolve into sobbing messes of themselves.
The Procrastinator 