It's been a couple weeks since we ceased talking to each other, and a couple weeks after the incident that I finally began to piece together all that happened during those two short days. When I first heard about our friendship stopping, I panicked:

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Don't worry, it won't happen again....
So let us break it down. I was practicing my teasing skills... and somewhere along the way I turned into a prick instead of a rose. You were sick and tired of it. And thus, you broke off relations.
Perhaps I was a little rude. I wasn't aware, thought I was being 'cocky'. Methinks there could have been nicer ways to tell me I was being rude. But maybe your slight hand gestures didn't catch my eye. Instead, the silent treatment was probably a last-ditch resort to gain my attention.
Please, when you want to break off relations, warn me about it a few weeks beforehand, and tell me what not to do. After all, that's what friends do, don't they? They help each other.
I would love to apologize - however, I'm not going to. The reason being that the silent treatment was totally unnecessary. Okay, I'm rude, I get it. My parents don't give me the silent treatment when I'm being rude; they discipline me. The Bamboo Freak put up with my ill humour and even shot back 'Is that your brand of humour now?' And she's still my friend.
Thank you. Through this experience, I have learned at least six things pertaining to females in general. I will always think of you as my once upon a time friend. But you can't please everybody.
Too bad - your loss. But you seem to be getting along well. Good luck.