"I'm a debater," I whisper as I read up on the History of Socialism.
"I'm a debater," I murmur as I research on Cyprus' failed economy.
"I'm a debater," I tell myself as I scroll down Wikipedia's page on the Israel-Palestine conflict.
"I'M A DEBATER!!" I yell when someone accidently opens my Google Chrome to view multiple tabs on Sex Air BnB.
