'Grats, Sean.

Last year, it was pretty much implied that my boyfriend was going to propose. He gave me an engagement ring for our fourth anniversary. Needless to say, I didn't really expect it and I knew he was planning to ask but... I didn't want it. In fact, I'd been thinking of winding the relationship to a halt at that point.

I broke up with him in October and we don't talk anymore. He was devastated and I feel guilty about the whole thing, but I realised that I just didn't love him and didn't want to be in a situation like that anymore. I've since taken the ring off and left it in a box of his stuff somewhere in my house. One of the reasons, apart from not feeling it anymore and wanting space/to be alone, was because I knew he wanted it and I knew that I didn't.
I feel far too young to be married or engaged right now and I'm enjoying being single. Since then, I've had a few casual flings, sexual and otherwise and I plan on continuing that until I find somebody I have a really good feeling about... which I'm not Hell-bent on finding right now anyway.

Personally, I don't even want to think about marriage. I think it would take somebody really special to convince me to get married. I'd like it to be done in a certain way. But mostly I'd like it to be casual. One of my friends got proposed to when they were just walking around in London in the rain. That sounds perfect to me.