Bright Future

I was not present for the presentation on Monday because around this time of year is when I really have to discipline myself to not oversleep no matter how much I'm longing to stay all snuggled up in my warm fluffy blankets...but alas, Monday I overslept right through my obnoxious alarm clock. I have no good excuse other than I occasionally struggle with insomnia, and I am addicted to my pillows. Therefore, my question about the presentation is what it was about?! I've heard people discussing that it was about an art institute, and I would like to know where as well as what kind of art is studied there?
As far as my own future goes...
In a year I see myself in college, studying theatre at Drury, still with my outrageously handsome and sweet boyfriend who will be hopefully finally deciding what he's going to do with his beautiful life. A year is not very hard to foresee and imagine and dream about, I know what I want to be doing and where and why. Ten years though? At twenty-seven years old I do not have the slightest clue where I will be living, but I would hope to have been married at least five years. I wouldn't have any children yet, but would have beginning a family on my mind and heart. I would hope to be graduated, of course, and continuing on with my party/wedding/event planning business and still engaging in some theatrical arts every now and again. I want to have traveled out of the country by then, to Ireland or France. I do not want to move very far away from my family, though.
Ten years seems so very distant from me at my young age of seventeen, but fifty years? Holy cow! First of all, I hope I am blessed enough to live that long. My nana is still kicking at 74 and doesn't look a day over 60, so fingers crossed that she passed some of those genes down to me. I'm not sure exactly what I want my life to look like in fifty years, I'm not sure I would even want to know what it would look like I want it to be adventurous and full of surprises! I do want to be able to look back at the things I've done with no regrets, I want to reminisce with a smile, and I want to be with someone forever, someone to grow old with and sit on a rocking chair on a front porch with me and drink coffee and read the paper...growing old together is something to be cherished between spouses, I think. I'm certainly not looking forward to growing old, being young is blissful; but since I'm inevitably going to arrive at 67 years old someday, I hope I still have a man right beside me to tell me how good I still look!