My hair.
I dye it and cut it myself. I feel like it's one of the few things I can really control, so I do. I get bored of one style after too long, so I always tend to have some sort of odd hair dye in my bathroom. I'm really proud of it because I honestly do think it's beautiful, and because I conjured it from my own mind and made it a reality using my own artistic talent, it makes me feel so much better about my self and my skills when it comes to being an artist.
Also, my eye makeup.
It's not nearly as sentimental as my hair, but the same concept applies. I can control it, no one else can. I modify the way I do it a lot. I have names for all of my looks, too. "Classic Smoke", "Modern Smoke", "Anime Eye", "Vicky's Secret". They're all based on what they look like. I like switching them up a little every time, Like with the smokey looks I'll try using dark blues instead of black.
Finally, my grades.
A lot of teachers think I'm a bad kid at first, because I wear dark clothes, I talk really loud, zone out, and do stupid insane things. And then, a lot of them hate me even more, when I totally ace their class without any effort, and still set a bad example for everyone else.
And then others, -coughmyscienceteacherIlovethatladycough- love me more, because I apparently come with the lesson that you can't judge a book by it's cover. But they do wish I'd put more effort into things. Like, I'll get an A on every test, but when it comes to things I have to complete at home... Bleh. A piece of notebook paper with the answers scrawled on in crayon obviously done the period before xD Which, I still get credit for, because I get them right. But it looks like crap. And that piece of crap earns me a spot on the A honor role. Which I am proud of.