Time Traveller

A couple years ago, when I first moved to this country, I was a little jet lagged. I'm not the type of person to fall sleep anytime during the day unless I'm very tired. (Even if I do sleep, I wake up very cranky)

So this particular day I slept sometime in the afternoon and woke up in my room with all the lights off. I could hear my family in the living room. Then I check the wall clock to see how long I've slept.
According to the clock, I'd woken up the previous day. I slept in the afternoon and woke up a couple hours before! First thoughts were that it was a faulty device so I opened the laptop. It had the same time. So I'd somehow gone back in time and woken up the previous day.
Already being so groggy, I was very confused and kind of excited.
I contemplated about what I should do with this knowledge. Pretty soon I came out and asked how long I'd been asleep. My Dad said that it'd been a couple of hours.

Figures that both the wall clock and laptop had been set to the wrong date and time.

That's as close as I've ever got time travelling, well that and travelling through a timezone.(You know, airplanes)