I don't think I belong here, but I must give it a chance. 5 minutes in and I am really close to deleting the profile. I mean, even on the "My Details" Q&A, I didn't have any other option but: "has cats, likes cats, dislikes cats". Where is the "allergic to cats" option, people!? You made me feel like an awful person already.
Edit 0.1: Here is some generic okcupid self-description, because why not: I have initially been an INFP, however I decided it was more fun to be curious about people than to be intimidated by them so I turned myself into an ENFP with about eight years of conscious and painful behavior modification efforts (sadly, not methods). I ended up being overly successful in this undertaking. I created a monster, a social butterfly monster. I am INFP again whenever I'm alone. Which doesn't happen that often because I am ENFP. To visit my INFP self, I fake to have insomnia. You figure it out, because I don't think it matters. I hope you don't ask me what those letters mean, here is a great tip to look wiser than you are: google when in doubt.
On another fun scale, I am a 4 and a 7 too. This doesn't mean I am a different person every time. I would say I'm multi faceted like most bright people are but it sounds pretentious and stupid so I will say I have layers like an onion and the local dress code to sound simply silly. I love studying myself and others (admittedly, mostly myself in relation to others and others in relation to me and the universe in relation to us and vise versa.). It makes me feel like a modern explorer. I might have to navigate across the ocean with the devices I have gathered in the past and may have to calibrate (reinvent?) overtime, but you never know what you may find. It may not be India which you expected, it could be ------United States of America!!! I was going to say "home" instead but I'd rather sound retarded than romantic. Not comfortable being as poetic as I would like to be with my speech but I will do romantic things for someone I love which I think is a more sincere way to be disgusting. I say this because I am a crazy romantic who might be in love with romantic ideals more than the idea of romantic love and thinks she is capable of falling in love because she loves the idea of love ignorantly. I am a very emotional person yet sometimes I feel like I am incapable of experiencing/enjoying anything which can not be reduced to careful analysis. Yes, I live in that cerebral space.
Dude, I'm too much work, clearly you are not half ready for this, so why don't you go away. You know yourself.
Unfortunately for my inner peace, but fortunately for your entertainment, that I need to be an explorer and an inventor of some sort, in every possible situation. Not sure if it's just curious nature of mine or it has to do with my childhood ambitions not being exactly fulfilled: being an explorer of land and/or being the "Doc" from Back to the Future. They were very immature dreams to begin with, just like the time I wanted to be an astronaut until I realized that Turkey has no intention of having one. For the sake of reality, I had to downgrade them to traveling different countries and studying product design. Little did I know my "downgrade" turned out to be better than the dream. Adventure, discovery, imagination, inspiration, collaboration, contribution, evolution... Too early to say but I already feel like a fuzzy white haired adventurer in a space suit looking through binoculars made of thousand visions and I see that island. A-vast!