Content Analysis Aches My Back [Thesis Rants III]

This is a free day for me. It should be, actually. I didn't enroll any subjects during Wednesdays because they are my free time. But because of this goddammed thesis, I have to wake up early during these days, put on a polo shirt or anything semi-formal [which by the way ain't as comfortable as others think] and ride the smoky streets of the city to go to some high school. Interviews here and there. Seems like they never stop.
And then after the interviews me and my partner have to transcribe the interview from the recorder which so painstakingly unbearable and then analyze the bundles of school papers -- the prize of graduation.
Now, I am taking a rest from doing the analysis and releasing my disgust and angst here -- my only refuge which is writing. My back aches from sitting in one position trying to understand and fin something wrong with the article. This is hard work I must tell you. God, so hard.
How I want to escape and just leave these things undone. But I need to graduate and these things need to be done no matter how hard and brain cells-depleting they are.