Hee! Ok. Hmm. One of the last things I remember being proud of is my final project in art, my last semester of college. I put a lot into it, and proved to myself that I can do "difficult" and it still makes me happy, thinking about it. It's hanging in my room at the moment, and, yes, thinking about it, it IS the thing I am most proud of. Maybe undeservedly, but still - proud is proud, right?