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Life 2.0 - the chronicles of an emerging actor facing Hollywood: After a really nice visitor, the company has left and Petter Egge is feeling a different kind of alone.

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After my company for the holiday left, I sunk to the bottom of the seven seas (yeah, I think it must have been all of them at once). Down there, my evenings were drowned in a blend of whiskey and increasing numbers of scribbled pages. All of a sudden I was alone. Though I had been on my own for four months already, this was a whole new different kind of alone. Now, there was not only me, by myself – there was me, and a whole lot of emptiness where there had been someone.

But of course we can’t all float around on fluffy clouds all the time – so I knew I had to suck it up and go back to business. But what I thought was going to be a punch in the face by reality, turned out to be more of a smooth, refreshing plunge. Once I got back, I realized that this is still the life of my dreams – and that’s not the worst wake up call to have. 

Maybe my expectations were just too low, but my first week of the second semester has been surprisingly good. I have new teachers in almost every class, and they all seem promising. I mean, who wouldn’t love a teacher who makes everyone lay down on the floor moaning in baby pose for 40 minutes, one who makes you write an analyze of your body every week, or a class where the majority of the time is spent shouting «big booty, big booty, big booty!» while shaking your butt or imitating an elephant?

Not to mention that I had my first class ever this week where my habit of falling asleep was considered an accomplishment – as it was now part of a meditation exercise. The irony is that these silly games are all serious business in acting school. And I might have gone crazy, but I’m serious about it too.

Pilot

Ok, so this is the deal: Me, a young Norwegian guy who just started my career as a journalist, found that I could no longer hold back my dream. As an adventurer by nature, an artistic soul trapped within the limits of a reporter – or call it whatever – I couldn’t stand the thought of sitting in an office for the rest of my time on earth. Yes, it’s a cliché, but I’ll say it anyway; if not for your dreams, then what are you gonna live for?

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Hence, I decided one day in January to take the leap; I quit my job, packed my bare essentials in a suitcase and boarded a plane to LA. To really make the cliché complete, I travelled fully haphazardly; almost without money, without knowing anyone <<over there>>, and without any place to stay. Thus, as the blog title implies, I am now starting a whole new life – my student life number two. Upgraded, radically different, but hopefully also the way I secretely wanted it to be the first time.

The next eight months I will be studying Acting for Film at the New York Film Academy in Hollywood, and my ambitions are of course nothing less than to make it in Hollywood. I am now officially one of the about a hundred thousand struggling actors in LA, which are all, of course, just as convinced as me to find gold.  The adventure, or possibly the tragedy, will be updated on this blog. Every week. 

Apart from a new semester starting, I can now enjoy some of the results from last semester’s hard work. Though I got my grades back (which was actually an utterly pleasant surprise), the most exciting was to see the actual work in live motion. This week, I got to see myself on the big screen at a Warner Brothers movie theatre for the first time. Even for one who has been on the Ellen show, I must say it is quite a nice feeling – not to say absolutely supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

Though I might have felt like a movie star for a moment there, I was quickly reminded that I’m not. The next day, my friends and I had dinner with an actual movie star – as my buddy’s dad happens to be one. And the one stopped by strangers all the time («Are you Christian Meier?») was certainly not me.

And neither was there any doubt that I don’t dine like one either; this was the kind of restaurant in Beverly Hills where the waiters are dressed in smokings, people arrive in Rolls Royce’s, and the surrounding champagne bottles, Rolex’es, silverware, botox lips and elegant dresses make you feel utterly uncomfortable for not having a better shirt to wear for dinner. 

All in all, this week proved it quite exciting to be back on earth. And in the light of my inspiration and take-home lessons on how to enjoy life during my break, my next four months are looking a lot brighter. Business as usual might not be too usual from here on, after all.

Life 2.0 is one of Khrono’s blogs, and will be presented with new blogposts every week. Petter Egge is a former student from HiOA and journalist at Khrono.no. He has decided to do something quite different. This is his stories.

June 3th 2014:
Chronicle #18: The Life of the Party

After one week off from school Khronos blogger Petter Egge is heading for semester two at the New York Film Academy in Hollywood.

The whole chronicle #18 here.

May 20th 2014:
Chronicle #17: The Life of the Party

This week, I got a whole new understanding of the fact that I now live and breathe the LA-life.

The whole chronicle #17 here.

May 15th 2014:
Chronicle #16: The Leap From Sanity 

After San Francisco, the way back to reality was just a little too short. From a weekend in heaven, I hit the ground in a pile of papers to write, finals coming up, and most of all – our final showcase at the Victory Theatre.

The whole chronicle #16 here.

May 8th 2014:
Chronicle #15: The Escape 

This week I thought I was up for an easy ride. Not many film projects in sight, and a long–awaited trip to my favorite city San Francisco – where I left my soul when leaving UC Berkeley two years ago.

The whole chronicle #15 here.

April 29th 2014:
Chronicle #14: The Aftermath

No journalists called me this week, and my phone has slowly managed to find peace; now it is only buzzing about twice as much as before Ellen (yes, there will forever be a «before» and «after Ellen» now). The number of followers on Instagram has eventually stabilized, and though my twitter profile is more busy with visitors and followers than ever before, the threat of an explosion seems to cease.

The whole chronicle #14 here.

April 23th 2014:
Chronicle #13: The Tribute


Out of his good heart Petter helped a person on the street, and suddenly life turned around for a couple of days. When this week started, I was at the bottom of a deep valley, weighed down under a number of concerns. The ones about my economy had already bothered me for months, as frequent readers would already know, but now my worries included another area of much bigger importance.

The whole chronicle #13 here.

April 16th 2014:
Chronicle #12: When words do not suffice

There are times, even for a writer
when written words become empty signs
Times when a writer don’t want to write
cause there’s too much between the lines

The whole poem-blog here.

April 9th 2014: 
Chronicle #11: «
The School of Life»

Life is a funny little thing. It is for sure a trembling rollercoaster, but also a splash of water in your face and missing ground under your feet. It has its ways – mysterious, inscrutable – of surprising me, not just when I thought I had it all together, but even more often when I’m already out of balance.

The whole chronicle #11 here.

April 2th 2014: 
Chronicle #10: «
The Decennium»

From waking up scared of an earthquake, to not take notice at all. So: I’m happy to announce that I might already be a real Californian.

The whole chronicle #10 here.

Mars 25th 2014: 
Chronicle #9: «The Wake Up Call
»

They say you’re not a real Californian until you no longer notice the earthquakes. This week started with something of a wake up call. As mentioned in previous posts, sleep is quite limited for me over here due to lack of time. That one night when I finally managed to enter deeply into those psychedelic lands of dreams at the right time, with no alarm set for the next morning – THE EARTH decided to shake me out of bed at 6:25 AM with a 4.4 magnitude earthquake.

The whole chronicle #9 here.

Mars 18th 2014: 
Chronicle #8: «So You Think You Can Act
»

Do you know how to walk? No, you don’t. Can you sit, crawl, or lie down? No, you can’t.  You can’t even lift your arm up in front of you. I know you can’t believe it – neither could I. But every day here, I am proven wrong.

The whole chronicle #8 here.

Mars 11th 2014: 
Chronicle #7: «The walk of Shame
»

Ever had the feeling that your duties seem to pass by like a super fast train and you just can’t catch up with it for the life of you?

The whole chronicle #7 here.

Mars 4th 2014: 
Chronicle #6: «Teaser»

I was a journalist, a gymnast and a musician. I had everything I needed – except what I wanted. Thats why I decided to quit my job, say goodbye to my friends and family, and leave for acting school in Hollywood. The Video presented in this blog is a small taste of what life has been like the first few weeks.

Here you can see the video-blog.

Feb. 25th 2014: 
Chronicle #5: «In a cold sweat
»

For a guy who has lived all his life by the rules and routines of a gymnastics regime, there is no doubt that life here is a tad more divergent. Having nothing to do at one moment is just as shockingly unfamiliar as it is to run from a film shoot to my roommates’ baptism in the next. At any point earlier in my life, the degree of variation stretched from sleeping, through eating and practice, to toilet visits, school and back to sleep. The circle of life has definitely taken a new shape.

The whole chronicle #5 here.

Feb. 18th 2014: 
Chronicle #4: «The Proposal and the V
alentine’s»

Real life, as we will know it the next eight months (though dreamy it may still seem to me), is about to blossom. As the hassle of settling down slowly dies out, challenges of school is coming to life, growing over the heads of its students.

The whole chronicle #4 here.

Feb. 11th 2014: 
Chronicle #3: «
Life’s a like a box of chocolate»

As we still can’t seem to get friendly with our apartment (at least our rent), it took my roommate and me no more than three days to decide to move out again. Already stretching our comfort zone with one bedroom, we are now downgrading to NO bedroom.

The whole chronicle #3 here.

Feb. 8th 2014: 
Chronicle #2: 
Move-in Day and monologues

When gas, water, power and insurance companies got back in to business on Monday morning, Murphy’s law did the same; what could go wrong – well, you know. For the landlord to let us move in, they needed confirmation letters faxed from all of the above – which should be no problem, since we asked them all to do so when opening our new accounts. After half a day of waiting by an empty fax machine, we dared to call them back with a friendly reminder – only to discover that they’d forgotten all about us. When they eventually faxed it, only one name was on the paper – and we’d really prefer that both of us could move in. 

The whole chronicle #2 here.

Feb. 5th 2014: 
Chronicle #1: 
«I need a dollar, dollar is what I need»

Ok, just to make it clear right away: I am NOT a blogger. Since the dawn of the blogosphere, my prejudices have kept me far away from its kind. But as we all know, the first unwritten rule of a struggling actor in Hollywood is that «Everyone must accept some kind of prostitution in order to survive up until the big breakthrough.» So, I could have fulfilled the stereotype of waiting tables between my auditions, or I could do a «Sylvester Stallone» – but instead I am now spreading trivialities about my still-to-be famous self. Oh, the irony.

The whole chronicle #1 here.

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