I suffered from the same disorder when I was 17.
Ditto. It was brutal.
Teacher: Skooz, class is over.
Skooz: I know.
Teacher: Well, don't you think you should go to your next class?
Skooz: I will, uuhhh...in a minute.
Teacher: You really need to go now, Skooz.
Skooz: Yes, I know. But, can I just stay here for awhile?
Teacher: I have to go and I can't leave you in the room. You need......
Skooz: Please?
Teacher: ... to leave now. I mean it, buster UP and OUT!
Skooz: mmmkay. (strategically placing massive text book yet trying to make it appear natural).
I've been enjoying the (dis)order since I was 13.