And you have no sense of humor. Now you're both even. -_-

I'm going to hope this is a joke, but if not you're a fool. I never wanted a diamond. If he had gotten me a diamond I would have made him return it. I don't want him to spend a few thousand bucks for a nice diamond. If he's going to spend that much on me, I'd like it to be on something useful. My engagement ring is an emerald. It's absolutely gorgeous. Although I probably would have smacked him if eh had gotten me a $20 walmart ring. That isn't really an option. If you're not going to spend much money on me, then spend as little as possible and get me a ring from one of those little machines for a quarter. That can be sweet if presented in the right way, and done spontaneously. Walmart ring would take a LOT of convincing to be cute. OP: that sucks, but think of it this way. At least you're not with a dirtbag.

Unless you're a man (just noticed that at the top) in which case, At least you're not stuck with a crazy pregnant teenager for a girlfriend.

Um, there's no law about it, if that's what you mean. Why would anyone have to? My mom and I both turned down engagement rings; rings are just not our cup of tea. We agreed to wear wedding bands for our spouses, but going from no rings to two rings? No thanks.

^^^Exactly. If and when my man proposes, I don't want to wear a ring until the wedding. Sure, he can propose with one, but I don't want to wear it. I'd rather switch my claddagh from my index finger to my ring finger, as that ring holds a lot more meaning to me than a new, expensive one. And I'm very picky about my jewelry...I hate diamond solitaire rings. I'd rather have an intricate band with a few little embedded diamonds, or an opal ring. I just think it looks nicer. So no, you don't "have" to have a diamond engagement ring. It all depends on the couple's preferences. As for the FML....that's pathetic on both ends. She got knocked up and he wants to marry her so he can control both her and the child later on. I've seen the show. He's a dirtbag with the emotional depth of a teaspoon, who only pretends to love her so he can keep getting into her bed. If you're jealous of a teenage white trash relationship, OP, I really feel sorry for you. Please go out and invest in the thing we call "life". Who knows, maybe while you're at Wal-Mart gazing longly at the cheap rings and bawling your eyes out, you can stop and pick one up!

Haha, win. You're awesome.